March 2026. Wansford. East Yorkshire.
A mile south of delightful Driffield, our final Humberside + tick, and once again not a classic, but plenty good enough. Always best to leave your final East Yorkshire pub to Hull.
Not much to say about Wansford (pop. 142), canal barge apart, but it is in the same parish as Skerne, once home to the barless Eagle, one of the great unspoilt boozers.
The Trout is not an unspoilt boozer, but has three rooms, for eating Sunday roast, watching Palace v Man U, and sitting at the bar talking about nothing.
The smell of cabbage seeps into the bar, which may colour my opinion a bit, but I didn’t order the cabbage.
I’m intrigued to know who’s excited by that beer range (two too many ?), though beer is not meant to be “exciting”.
Simon wrote of the Trout “I’m sensing a community buyout or similar“, and it does have that friendly, “villager-revived gastro” feel of neighbouring Rudston, but the beer is better here.
Well, the Theakston ends better, anyway (a rich NBSS 3), having started with those tiny tell-tale bubbles.
And “only” £4 in a smart pub, which after Edenham seems a bargain.
“Premium” renewable toilet roll, too. Good enough for a giant panda, good enough for me.
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The precursor to the autovac is in clear evidence in that black-and-white pic. I gather that “autovac” is a variant of the original “auto-back”, meaning “automatic putting back” (of slops and spillage)…
That said, some of the best pubs that I’ve ever used were no bar, hatch only affairs. The Plough And Harrow at Monknash still was, last time I was there.
Incidentally, although Van Morrison has moved on from these parts, none other than the Incredible String Band’s Robin Williamson of this parish was in evidence at our local curry house, engaged in mutually enlightening conversation, about the relevant techniques relating to an assortment of Asian instruments, at which the waiter happened to be a dab hand.
Can joss sticks still be bought? If so, then why?
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