Visited 5th February 2012.
Our second pub of the day was also in Fareham and was even in the same street. 'The Lord Arthur Lee' was a very different style of pub but was almost as busy. There was a Christening party going on and there were a lot of very children running around the pub playing chase. Mrs S. went to the bar while I secured us a table which as it turned out was right opposite the bar. With a regular Pepsi in each hand Mrs S. turned from the bar and almost tripped over a small, unsupervised child. Luckily her balancing skills were turned on and with only a small amount of Pepsi juggling she made it to the table. Both her and the child had survived unscathed but with so many children running loose it was not a very relaxing atmosphere. We finished our drinks and bags of Monster Munch and left, ready for whatever the next pub held in store for us.
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Visited 5th February 2012.
Mrs S. had booked a night away staying in a hotel in Chichester for us. The big question is, with all the snow on the ground do we make the trip? We spent a fair bit of time looking out the window and checking the weather forecast and online travel maps before loading up the car with a spade, old carpet, torch, water, stiff broom and a million other things plus one small traveling bag with our clothes in. As it turned out we needn't have worried, by the time we were on the M3 all the snow had disappeared and we didn't see any more until we returned home. And the roads were amazingly empty! Our first pub of the day was 'The Crown' in Fareham. Fareham turned out to be a larger town than we expected and were very protective over their parking spaces, we ended up having to pay - on a Sunday. A short walk and we found the pub. Inside it was warm and welcoming but very busy, almost everybody was eating a Sunday roast and we thought, at first, that we were not going to be able to find a table. I went to the bar while Mrs S. hovered. Then she pounced and a table was ours - for as long as it took to drink two large lattes. We didn't stay long as we were on a bit of a tight schedule. Due to the snow at home we had left a lot later in the morning than we had originally planned so what was going to be a long leisurely day pub hunting had become a lot more condensed. Fortunately the next pub is just down the road, at least that's what the barman has told us...
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