Last night we visited our local, the Hemingford Arms, for the first time, ably assisted by Dave and Pete, who were over to visit. I’ve never really had a local before–the Kensington on Stanley Road in Redland would be the closest thing, I suppose, but it was always just that bit too far from my student accommodation to qualify (notwithstanding our consistent pub quiz successes), so I was rather pleased to find that the pub within stumbling distance of the flat is surprisingly good, actually. Something of a “local pub for local people”, (with one of those American Werewolf in London moments when we opened the door), but it does have a good selection of beers on tap and very good cheap Thai food. I think I might be back.
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OMG, that sounds perfect. I don’t think anyone could ask anything more from a local.
Apparently mine does a very good brunch, but the rest of the time it’s grim.
It’s also absolutely full of stuff, a bit like you get in those pre-fab Irish bars, but in this case it’s just random stuff all over the place, like a vaulting mannequin with a happy smile on his(?) face that caused us some amusement.
Oh, and I nearly forgot to mention that, during the course of the evening, Dave and Pete both agreed to come to Glastonbury this year. I’m looking forward to it already…
I miss pubs….
Count me in for glastonbury.
Excellent mate. I wouldn’t have expected anything less…