One Village, 3 pubs……..

Who would have thought one small village could accommodate 3 pubs….especially nowadays when pubs are closing down….but my village has 3, all close to one another, almost in a row. But they all have different characters, serve different needs……

During lock down, they all obviously had to close and this was a huge worry for the village as they are the community hub for many people, but Covid 19 failed to take things like that into account ….it was a worry whether they’d all be able to survive the lockdown. It would leave a big gaping hole in many peoples lives if they remained closed. It was strange seeing their doors permanently locked and silence around them as I trundled passed…I wonder how many more will have faded away because of this strange time we find ourselves in?

However July 4th arrived and they all duly opened again albeit at reduced times and days, but they’d survived that part of the crisis…I remember the extra sound around my garden as I’m very close to 2 of them and each have their own extra outside space now. The first day, you could hear all the revellers glad to be back at their local…..and at first, I wondered where the noise was coming from..

On the bottom of my street is the Dog and Duck

A friendly no nonsense pub, serving pub grub inside and out and from the looks of the windows recently, a new granddaughter has arrived, with balloons and banners celebrating the new arrival…the owners have been beavering away during lockdown, repainting, revamping, in the hope that regulars would return….and they seem to have come back with their extra outside space as well as all the tables inside….

Between the Dog and Duck and Ferguson Fawcitt Arms, lies the bus shelter. I may not be a regular frequenter of the pubs but I’m certainly a regular at the bus stop…😂…

The Fergie, as locals know it, has more speciality food and also owns the Lodge alongside where people can stay. That’s where my friends stay when they visit. It’s also where my ‘office’ is located…..Eliza’s coffee shop is also part of the pub, but sadly I’m not sure it’s reopened yet…but it’s often where I met people who wanted to come and discuss a plan or interview me as it has lovely comfy settees and chairs…During lockdown they provided take away meals with free delivery for village residents and I made use of their culinary delights on several occasions.

A little way down and we have our village shop – a saviour for all of us during lockdown and beyond……and then a few doors down is the final pub, The Barrel…

This is a small pub where people (mainly men) and faithful canines dogs. A very friendly drinking hole, so small that people often spill onto the street and has benches that sit either side of the small entrance…One bench is dedicated to “Uncle Pete Jackson” and the other one in particular always makes me smile…..the plaque reads…..

“Enjoy your pint as Sky did”

Both must mean something very special to someone…..

I’m not a pub person, don’t think I ever have been, never had one I call my local anyway…havn’t drunk alcohol for years….but then I lived my first tiny years in a pub and can still smell the beer smell and cigarettes……I went back to visit it not long ago, just to see if it was still there in Knottingley and it was, just the surroundings looking different……but I could hear the ghosts of the skiffle bands that used to play in the basement and a mini me sweeping the floor looking for coins left by the customers….

 So pubs might not be to everyone’s taste, but our village thrives on them. They’re the heart of a community, a meeting place, a destination, a place to eat…..each has it’s own history, it’s own stories to tell. Our 4 basics of 3 pubs, 1 village shop and beautiful walks bring people from all over. It never ceases to amaze me, that I’ll be speaking somewhere miles away , someone will ask me where I live, and they’ll say…
“Oooo yes, we went to the pub there”……..😳

I’m very lucky to live where I do……

 

About wendy7713

On the 31st July 2014 I was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer’s. I may not have much of a short term memory anymore but that date is one I’ll never forget. I’m 58 years young, live happily alone in Yorkshire, have 2 daughters and I’m currently still in full time employment in the NHS. However, I’m now in the process of taking early retirement to give me a chance of enjoying life while I’m still me. I've started this blog to allow me, in the first instance, to write all my thoughts before they’re lost. If anyone chooses to follow my ramblings it will serve as a way of raising awareness on the lack of research into Alzheimer's. It will hopefully convey the helplessness of those diagnosed with dementia, as there is no cure – the end is inevitable. However, I’m also hoping I can convey that, although we've been diagnosed, people like me still have a substantial contribution to make; we still have a sense of humour; we sill have feelings. I’m hoping to show the reality of trying to cope on a day to day basis with the ever-changing environment that dementia throws at those diagnosed with the condition. What I want is not sympathy. What I want is simply to raise awareness.

12 thoughts on “One Village, 3 pubs……..

  1. I came to love the English pubs, when I started visiting my friend in England in 1966. I think, the old, traditional ones have something very special to them. So I love your post about the three pubs in your village and the photos of their arms. Wish, we could go to Fergie’s together😉😊

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  2. This post made me smile and brought back some happy memories (sniffle band!) I grew up in Brighton and at that time there were 366 pubs – they used to say a pub for every day, including a leap year. Pubs in Australia are not quite the same!!!!!

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  3. Just finished reading your fab book, decided I wanted to learn more about your journey. This is the first blog I’ve read of yours about the lovely village you live in and realised that my sister-in-law and brother-in law live there too – the pubs gave it away! It’s a small world.

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