Another pub that’s seen varying guises: having been a bit of a food pub briefly, it’s now back to it’s original guise of a average, traditional pub just off the common.
Our visit was marred by the beer (my Pedigree was best suited to be used on chips, Stymistress’s budweiser had some of it spilled while being poured into the (plastic) glass, and the barmaid left some of it in the bottle until I asked), and the children whose parents allowed them to run around in circles. Now I know why I always head to The Railway.
A pub famed in Pelsall for being a bit, erm, rough, though it’s by no means the roughest. It had bad publicity for a drugs raid a while ago.
It’s not that bad though: a bit dark and dingy, maybe and probably better before being opened out inside. Beer choice very limited though, but the beer garden was quite pleasant on a sunny day.