Sorry about all the selfies !!
Now I'm a bit of a stickler for detail and, whilst there may be a few punctuation and grammatical errors contained in this blog, there is surely nothing as glaringly obvious as the vegetable misspelling on the board outside the pub...
When I walked inside though I realised that I was maybe being a bit unfair, the owner had quite clearly got learning difficulties, there was a large ast*n v*lla crest at the end of the bar !! Aaaah, bless it's a shame, and cruel to poke fun of those less fortunate.
There was a choice of three real ales, the rarely seen Bass, a beer called Dog's B*llocks and Andams Lighthouse. I went for the latter but I thought that the barman had got my order wrong, it tasted like choice number two, the canine's private parts, well, what I imagine them to taste like anyway !! It was a truly awful pint. I'd rather have eaten a raw onoin !! Sorry, I must stop mocking the afflicted.
This was a dreadful pub visit, a couple at the bar with a child 'entertained' the room with tunes from their mobile phone, well, when I say tunes technically it was only one song, Wrecking Ball by Miley Cyrus, it didn't inspire me to start twerking !!
They then proceeded to confuse the poor infant by recounting tales of when they used to get cassette tapes chewed up by their Walkmans which they then had to unravel with a pen. She just smiled at them in a patronising way.
I then spotted a man, who I believed to be the landlord, wearing a Santa hat with flashing lights, this was the sign I needed for me to make a bolt for the door though I was nearly cut up by an old man on a mobility scooter who was obviously also in a hurry to leave the place. 'Night night Roadrunner' was the farewell shout from the locals to the gentleman in question !!
Remind me NEVER to return to this pub.
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