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The Vine

Chapel St Leonards, Lincs:

Like its wonderful namesake in Wednesfield, this is thirties building. This one is by far the larger though, and is a full-blown hotel, but feels like a pub.

One of the rear rooms is given over to an Indian restaurant, but the bar area is big, and there’s decking at the front. No ale, but the food was good and the barman very friendly, and the Stella drinkable, and served in a proper glass, not one of those stupid chalices..

The Admiral Benbow

Chapel St Leonards, Lincs:

Actually on the promenade, this is a real surprise: it’s a beachfront bar with a traditionalish but maritime-themed interior, and an outside area on the beach that is built to resemble a ship, along with clever outside benches with a drink tray built into the railing.

There’s a choice of real ale, food at times (sadly not when we visited), pleasant staff, and a view over the beach and out to the wind farm off the coast.

The Park Tavern

Sutton-on-Sea, lincs:


*regrets it*

*looks along bar at pumps, makes hard choice*

“Pint of Stella, half of Bud, please”

“Sorry, they’re not on. I’ve got Stella in bottles”

“OK, two Stella”

“It’s warm, I’ve switched the fridges off”

“OOOOOkaaay…Pint of Carling, half of Strongbow *shudder*” [the lowest common denominator of alcohol].

We sit down. It’s dark, and the Mos Eisley Cantina is looking quite desireable by comparison. There’s a reason it’s only 150k and the Bachus over the road is making good money.

The George Inn


I was travelling through Wednesbury from a delicate evening of culture the piss up with Andy, and was in dire need of a slash. Against local custom, I passed by shop doorways, and elected for the first pub I came to: The George Inn. It’s a 60s-looking building, and from the outside looked closed at first, but closer inspection showed that only one side of the considerable space was lit. It looks to be up for sale.

The barman was friendly, and my pint of Carling was cheap (but then it was Carling, so like making love in a boat), and he let me charge my phone for a few minutes. I’d suspect this pub was crowded at one time, but Wednesbury has fallen on hard(er) times: there were only 3 other customers at 9pm ish on a Saturday. By no means dreadful but no ale or decent lager, so I continued my journey quickly.

The Horse and Jockey


I’d met Andy in the White Rose, and he expressed an interest in the Horse & Jockey round the corner. I’m never one to refuse a visit to a new pub, so we went in. It’s an odd place, evidently recently refurbed, and with a mix of ages as clientele. The music was over-loud, and no ale, so we settled for mild and Guinness- the former was a bit rough, the latter OK. It wasn’t a terrible pub, but spoiled by the below-par beer and loud music delivered from huuuuge speakers. We departed for The Trumpet (oddly closed), and settled on The Henry Newbolt.