12th January 2020 Never been to Edgerley before. Or Pentre. Or Wilcott Marsh. In fact the triangle between Oswestry, Shrewsbury and Welshpool in unknown border territory. Though it did provide a basket meal bonanza in Criggion in 2016. Passing the Nesscliffe Army Training Centre (no micropub) I arrive to find the Royal Hill facing an… Continue reading WAITING FOR THE FLOOD BUS