June (finally !) 2026. Wetherby.
Monday morning brings us to Wetherby, famed for the lack of a railway station,
a Sam Smiths (without sign) seemingly closed longer than you’ve been alive,
and a wonderful collection of cakes and pies to draw in the gentlefolk.
There’s a decent number of gentlefolk in the new Spoons on Monday,
the Angel giving Wetherby a shot at its first town centre GBG entry since Simon Le Bon was in leathers.
It’s actually illegal to NOT reference that, er, classic when visiting a new JDW, just as any Spoons in a horsey racing town must have race cards and pictures of Lester Piggot on the wall.
If you’ve been to the one in Beverley, you’ll know what the Angel looks like.
And if you’ve just been to Guisborough Spoons, you’ll know exactly what beers are one here.
Some Spoonies (ugh) seem to take an interest in their real ales, others just follow HQ lead, so you’ll see a lot of Midnight Bell and Wildcat at the moment.
Actually, you’ll see it, but you won’t taste it, as all of Wetherby’s draught products have fallen,
which sounds like a time for Gerard Butler.
So I don’t get my pre-emptive tick (GBG28 ?) in the Angel,
and I’m not dishonouring the Pub Men code by having one of the laughable “craft” range. Not today.
retiredmartin 
Not sure if you’ve heard that there’s a new Spoons opening in St. Andrews, inside the student union. Which is either a brilliant and overdue idea, or a disaster in waiting.
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“Four times Yorkshire champions” eh?
I remember commending a particular Melton Mowbray pork pie to a Yorkshireman as the best I’d ever had, and was quickly corrected, by being informed that The Best Pork Pies are made in Yorkshire, Cleckheaton, I think it was.
I suppose that the signage needn’t mention the national rating, as few people there would probably want to buy anything made outside of the country, county, sorry.
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