The first new (to me) pub I visited after 2 weeks overseas was the Queen’s Head in Chackmore. The place was mildly busy which is a bit surprising unless the others got a more friendly reception than I did. Perhaps the young woman at the taps had something troubling her…I’d hate to think she was just an asshole.
I got my Black Sheep and vacated the premises, taking up with a couple resting after taking their terriers for an adventure up to the arch at Stowe Gardens. A bit nippy out, but the company was so much more pleasant.
I hear the food is good, though. As a caveat, I also heard that this was a fantastic pub. The beer was alright, I must say.
The Endless British Pub Crawl 
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