Sadly, the Hare and Hounds was not yet open so I drifted toward the bus stop looking for a place to buy a bit of plastic or Plexiglas sheeting 300 mm x 400 mm with a 125 mm hole in it (household project) and spotted the Castle Hotel on the far side of town. Inside, the ancient hotel was a lovely mix of orignal wood floors and stone/brick walls and a line of Wadsworth taps.
It was early so I only saw hotel customers checking out or in but the beer was well kept and the staff affable (and immensely local–sift through the lovely West-country accents if you aren’t used to it…they are a good bunch of kids running the house).
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