Visited 18th September 2011.
I was sat at home thinking that I hadn't taken the bike out for a while and that it would be a nice way of spending the afternoon checking out a few 'spoons. A quick look at the map showed a cluster of unvisited pubs around Bristol and so that became the target. However, am hour and more sat on the bike just blatting along the M4 would make for a pretty boring ride. A quick look from the front door and a view of some very dark clouds made me think car. As it turned out this was the correct decision as it started to rain just as I was nearing Newbury and by 'started to rain' I mean 'absolutely pissed down'. I had decided that my first pub of the day would be 'The Staple Hill Oak'. The car was parked and following a short walk I was soon sat in the pub drinking a large latte checking out the yellow walls and rain bucket in the middle of the floor. The pub was one large room, full of a mainly older clientele tucking into the Sunday roast. Despite being pretty busy a very friendly, chatty barman spent a couple of minutes telling me about an upcoming charity cycle ride covering two hundred Wetherspoon pubs. Coffee drunk, time to make a move as the plan is to visit five pubs today.
I was sat at home thinking that I hadn't taken the bike out for a while and that it would be a nice way of spending the afternoon checking out a few 'spoons. A quick look at the map showed a cluster of unvisited pubs around Bristol and so that became the target. However, am hour and more sat on the bike just blatting along the M4 would make for a pretty boring ride. A quick look from the front door and a view of some very dark clouds made me think car. As it turned out this was the correct decision as it started to rain just as I was nearing Newbury and by 'started to rain' I mean 'absolutely pissed down'. I had decided that my first pub of the day would be 'The Staple Hill Oak'. The car was parked and following a short walk I was soon sat in the pub drinking a large latte checking out the yellow walls and rain bucket in the middle of the floor. The pub was one large room, full of a mainly older clientele tucking into the Sunday roast. Despite being pretty busy a very friendly, chatty barman spent a couple of minutes telling me about an upcoming charity cycle ride covering two hundred Wetherspoon pubs. Coffee drunk, time to make a move as the plan is to visit five pubs today.
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