The Reeds Arms

We'd made the decision on our way back (in the rain) from Krackers the night before that if there was no water the next day then we'd make our way home up the M5 as there was little point stopping, especially as all the pubs in Brean would be shut !! It was a big relief therefore when the water supply was eventually restored just after ten a.m. We were stopping !!

After a much needed shower, particularly in my case, we decided to explore all that Brean had got to offer which we soon discovered wasn't much. We walked the length of breadth of the Brean strip in about ten minutes so headed for the beach and, following a long walk to the fairly uninspiring Brean Downs, we walked the full length of the beach to neighbouring resort Burnham on Sea.

First stop in Burnham was The Reeds Arms. Now I'm no snob but this may give you an indication of life in sleepy seaside town Burnham on Sea, the pub was situated next door but two to an ice cream stall, next door but one to a greasy spoon café and next door to the Sunspot Amusement Arcade. Say no more.

The Reeds Arms is your standard Wetherspoons establishment, a large building with a clientele that are a mixture of winos, old men, pensioners and students. Shelley was impressed with the selection of ciders on offer, there were four on draught and several more in scary looking cardboard containers above the bar, Shelley played it safe and went down the Th*tchers route, I also took the safe option and chose a pint of Ruddles Best Bitter.

We took our seats outside and breathed in the bracing sea breeze..

We didn't stay long as it was only a brief pit stop although there was still time for me to make a fool of myself, I managed to get myself lost when going to the toilet and ended up going out the wrong door much to Shelley's amusement.