The Bishop Vesey - Boldmere, Sutton Coldfield

Visited 12th May 2012.
 
The plan was to make 'The Bishop Vesey' our last 'spoons of the day before heading off to the hotel. We were definitely ready for a rest! As I was taking the photo of Mrs S. the sign she was leaning on moved on its springs and almost pitched her over. A friendly wag immediately suggested she should pop along to the AA after leaving the pub. I ordered a pint of Backyard Brewhouse Blonde and Mrs S. had a cup of tea. We took our drinks out the back intending to enjoy the sunshine again but ended up sitting in the shade where we quickly got cold so traipsed back inside and then went upstairs. Upstairs we felt as though we were sitting in a small barn, it was light and airy, a contrast to the darker atmosphere downstairs. By now we were starting to get a bit peckish so decided it was time to head for the hotel where we going to have afternoon tea.
The hotel was only a couple of miles away and it wasn't long before we were sat in the bar enjoying our tea and cake. The hotel was fine and after a nap we were ready for dinner but didn't fancy anything on the hotel menu, hmm where should we eat. If you're guessing a 'spoons then you're wrong although we did end up driving back to 'The Bishop Vesey'. We had noticed earlier that across the road there was a Harvester and the lure of free refills and the salad cart tipped the scales. Come on Tim, free refills please.
  
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The Moon on the Hill - Harrow

Visited 14th November 2010.

My final pub of the day.  I have a new phone which is providing the SatNav and it is telling me that I can only get close to 'The moon on the Hill'. I park up and use the phone as my guide while I walk the rest of the way. It seems to be about half a mile or so and it is getting cold so by the time I find the pub it is looking very welcoming. It is a wide but not very deep pub, reasonably busy and while I am waiting to be served I realise I cannot find my wallet. Now, I know I had it at the last pub so I stand there checking all my pockets and them my bag... Nothing! Bugger! I leave the pub and set off at a brisk walk back to the car - half a mile or so. I get back to car and after a (very) brief search I find it sitting in plain view in the middle of the passenger seat. Not sure how it got there but as least it's not missing any more. Half a mile back to the pub and by now I'm ready for a pint but have to settle for a large Pepsi! £1.80 for a soft drink... Hmm I always feel cheated at that, maybe if it included free refills I wouldn't feel so bad. Must remember to bring that up with the chairman if I ever get the chance to meet him. I sit and have a quiet drink as it is thinning out a bit now and when I finally leave there are no smokers waiting to assist me so it's a bit an arm stretch. I always look so ill when I do that. As I leave the pub I decide to have a little look round before heading back to the car and so end up turning right instead of left. I only walk a few tens of yards before I realise I can see the 'wrong' end of the road I parked the car in and with a loser look I can see the car. Doh! Oh well, at least I walked the drink off!

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