Wolverhampton:
The latest in the Black Country Taverns chain, this is tucked down a pedestrianised street, just by the gates to St Peters Church.
There’s lots to recommend it: the landlord and landlady previously ran the Black Country Arms, and the owners generally do a good job.
It was quite nice too, but for some reason, it didn’t hit the spot for me, and I don’t know why: the beer was great (with a large selection of very well-kept ale), the welcome was fine, there wasn’t loud music, and there were cobs. The building is old- 16th century in places- and hasn’t been wrecked during the refurb, but for some reason, it seemed to lack something, like the BCA does for me. The worst thing is, there’s nothing wrong with it I can put down in words, I just felt more at ease in The Posada, just up the road, even though there’s so much right here.