Kudos for that, I rode from Leamington to Inkberrow (the village the Archers is based on) and back for Sunday lunch with a friend from the States in 'The Old Bull', so a similar trajectory.
I managed to resist asking for a pint of Shires or calling the nice lady behind the bar Sid...
The 19mph headwind on the way out was pretty brutal, but you'll know that.
The ride back was hard due to Sunday roast + two pints of 'Shires' (actually Wye Valley HPA which was excellent) in my stomach.
Also, Mary Arden's house is very wonky.
Where in Shipston serves this famous turkey and cranberry latice?
Kudos for that, I rode from Leamington to Inkberrow (the village the Archers is based on) and back for Sunday lunch with a friend from the States in 'The Old Bull', so a similar trajectory.
I managed to resist asking for a pint of Shires or calling the nice lady behind the bar Sid...
The 19mph headwind on the way out was pretty brutal, but you'll know that.
The ride back was hard due to Sunday roast + two pints of 'Shires' (actually Wye Valley HPA which was excellent) in my stomach.
Also, Mary Arden's house is very wonky.
Where in Shipston serves this famous turkey and cranberry latice?