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March 2026. Long Sutton. Lincolnshire.

A couple of nights down in Waterbeach seeing Dad, eating Nepalese mixed grill at the White Horse,

and trying to fathom out the new post box on The Gault.

and then, like Supertramp, the long way home via Curry Charles and Dereham Spoons. Charles is in splendid form, though he made the amateur mistake of ordering the grilled sticky chicken bowl rather than the fried.

I assumed the arrival of a new GBG entry on the A47 at Long Sutton was a mistake by Fenland CAMRA, with the vast expanse between Holbeach, King’s Lynn and the Wash being such a beer desert.

But apparently not, Palmers Ale House & Kitchen (& Hotel) fully warrants its debut. Hoorah ! for CAMRA branches.

I’d only mentioned Long Sutton (pop. 4,821, less than Waterbeach) once on this blog, and that was a derogatory comparison with a flat village in County Down.

The most exciting thing about Long Sutton is its Wikipedia entry, “it belonged historically to the wapentake of Elloe in the Parts of Holland“. Wapentakes, “parts of Holland”, the Wash, South Kesteven, names to enchant.

Alfred Piccaver was born here. Alfred who ?

One of our great operatic tenors, that’s who. Whether he sang in St Mary’s is open to extreme scholarly dispute.

Nice lead covered wooden spire (see also : Chesterfield), opinion splitting pink pub.

The smart interior is aimed at the ladies of Long Sutton, I wager,

but the cask range targets the CAMRAs with its indie beers.

It’s not my style, Mudgie would have found it problematic, but the Moongazer was a cool, chewy NBSS 3.5+, and that’s as good as Lincolnshire gets.

Arctic Monkeys soundtrack, shelves full of “Tractor Monthly” board games, and excellent coffee.

I wouldn’t live here, but if Palmers opened up a sister pub on the A1, somewhere near Great Ponton, I would be a happy traveller.