TIME FOR A COB…

April 2025. Wolverhampton.

While our group of #PubMen mused on the disappointment of a closed Combermere Arms, I joined Paul Mudge on a brisk walk back to central Wolves.

Paul pauses for no-one in his pub pursuit, not even pics of porcelain cats, and was in and out of the Clarendon in 10 seconds,

10 seconds necessary to confirm that the Banks’s tap house had no Bank’s.

Paul is an essential tour guide on any Wolves ramble, pointing out the grandeur of closed department stores,

but appreciating the views of businesses still open.

Black Country Ales is a business on the up, regularly adding to its Midlands empire as it redefines the definition of “Black Country”.

I missed the Lych Gate last trip, so it’s good to see a packed pub this time,

presumably drawn in by the challenge of downing a hundred pints in an afternoon to get a free T-shirt.

Actually, there was a function room free upstairs, but no-one wants to drink in a function room, right ?

That last table in the corner have us a classic view of lunchtime gentlefolk drinking,

and what a great view that is.

The bellwether Pig on the Wall was cool and tasty (NBSS 3), if not Pint of the Day, the chunky cheese and onion cob exactly what was needed.

That crusty cob makes all the difference, doesn’t it ?

6 thoughts on “TIME FOR A COB…

    1. Paul,
      That’s precisely what my wife thinks, hence her choice of the Beacon Hotel on a significant birthday last May.

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  1. “but no-one wants to drink in a function room” – although it was very useful after a funeral and before a train to Lincoln at the end of last September.

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