Wednesday, 28 December 2011
This pub is usually a point on one of my bicycle routes where I'd stop for a few minutes, but on Wednesday we loitered there for a couple of pints (shandy in my case).
We'd already been to another sleepy village, where the consensus seemed to be to not open any of the shops again until Thursday at the very earliest. Luckily I didn't have the need for any emergency antique purchases so it wasn't very critical to the day's plans.
Then back to an evening of quizzes interspersed with some Charles Dickens.
Served in very tiny antique glasses.
And passed to the left.