retiredmartin

August 2025. Great Moulton. Norfolk.

I’ve made a historically poor effort to visit Norfolk’s newbies this year, they’re incredibly remote, even by Norfolk standards.

But August brings a night in Norwich, and a rare pub in South Norfolk, of which Wiki says;

A full-time career travelling the country visiting pubs, churches and Chinese takeaways, and a part-time job travelling most of England on NHS business, means I can convincingly waffle on about most parts of our glorious island.

But South Norfolk is difficult to describe, even if you live there.

In the time that the NHS was divided up into literally hundreds of Primary Care organisations (PCTs), South Norfolk had the smartest of the headquarters, somewhere off the A11, but I couldn’t tell you where.

It’s all tractors and bungalows and soft fruit round here, exemplified by South Moulton, home to a rare Guide newbie.

They’re very angry about something here.

It’s either solar power or slow selling plums.

I’m sure some of my American readers would find this “cute”,

but without a high speed tram to Norwich it feels a bit 1965, which in truth would be quite modern by North Norfolk standards.

And the sign for the Fox & Hounds,

and the pargetting,

and the hunting prints under the beams,

and super polite service of the “mind your head on the beams” style” all suggest trad dining pub.

No idea what the BEERMASTA tap says.

But step outside with your cool Ghost Ship (3.5 before deduction for horrific Adnams glass) into a beer garden with four smart cabins for private drinking,

and note that 80% of trade is female, waiting for the “Butternut, Beetroot & Goats Cheese” burgers, and you why see this upmarket place is “South Norfolk Pub of the Year“.

I never did find out whose South Norfolk Pub of the Year it is, mind