October 2023. Tilley. Shropshire.
Six (6) pubs in Wem (pop. 6,100), a town with the dullest Wiki entry imaginable.
One for fans of history. Count me out.
Our first pub is the Raven in Tilley, a hamlet virtually contiguous with Wem.
The most interesting thing about Tilley is the polite sign instructing Paul and Will to slow down.
There’s no rush. The Raven is open all day and the only distraction is timber.
Now, I had been to the Raved during its length GBG stay a while ago,
but I’d have remembered something as “gastro” as this, surely.
I mean, what is this seating about ?
This was the only seating not set for diners (of which there were just the two).
I’m not sure which is the least pubby aspect there. But there’s a strange trophy from the 1979 Marches bog snorkelling competition, so all is OK.
A quick look at What Pub reveals this is a “Craft and Jam venue“, which explains it all.
The Marston’s 61 Deep was cool and decent (NBSS 3),
but I was glad I hadn’t joined the Pub Men in a pint first off.
I thought I needed a souvenir, and luckily there’s a colouring sheet on the table on the way out.
If I ever get a day off, and find my crayons, I’ll colour it in.
retiredmartin 
Mrs. E. and I found the River Wye to be swollen near Ross today, so had to stop off for a look and for Sunday lunch at the White Lion – Proper food – not gastro – in a Proper Pub.
Heaven. And we didn’t get barred in this one…
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Looks great to be fair.
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Yes, it was Martin. The staff apologised for putting us in that side room, all the tables in the main room with the bar being taken, either by diners or by drinkers, or by a mixture of them, with plenty of standing customers drinking, and in a great atmosphere too.
It’s the stuff of dreams…
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Is that the White Lion at Wilton ?
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It is
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Love the fact that Paul is old skool in terms of shirt and slacks like an 80s/90’s landlord. A top #pubman
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LAF,
‘Unspoilt by Progress’ and never a dedicated follower of fashion, nor for beer, the shirt and trousers in my late 60s are the shirt and trousers of the late 60s just before I started using pubs.
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Timeless is timeless, Paul. Like pubs should be too.
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Love that phrase – unspoilt by progress – maintaining high standards Paul!
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Paul is dressed appropriately for every occasion, unlike a scruff like me. My entire wardrobe would fit in hand luggage these days.
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Needs to, doesn’t it?
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😀😀
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Body Builder Suddenly Becomes Pathetically Weak On Entering Pub With Dog On Lead
Six foot four, sixteen stone, gym enthusiast and Rugby League player Micky Edwards entered The Bull in Wakefield with his 8kg wire-haired terrier Curly, where about thirty people were sitting at tables enjoying a quiet drink and the odd meal.
Curly, as many dogs do, decided to investigate everyone in the pub, and so, with the merest tug at his lead, completely overpowered his burly owner, who could only stumble flat-footed and helplessly behind him – pulling so hard on the lead that at times it actually went taut – as Curly, going from table-to-table invaded everyone’s personal space, stuck his snout into crotches, tried to snatch food from plates, snarled at anyone who rebuffed him, broke wind, smelt, and shook his wet coat by ladies’ bare legs.
“Ooh, isn’t he lovely?” said everyone.
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