The two beer gurus from Burton know their brewing history but I know the Wickingman in particular is a Winshill boy and gritty is a good description of this town.
Of course, like all areas of Burton and South Derbyshire, you are never far from some fantastic countryside and Winshill also has some tidy houses alongisde great swathes of good, old fashioned ex council house stock
Having spent a day in Winshill at a football tournament with my lad, a stop off en route home saw me explore areas with grandiose titles such as Empire Road, which didn’t appear to be hugely pukka.
Nice enough though and salt of the earth people as I discovered when I ventured into 242 – The Anglesey Arms DE15 0JW at around 4pm on a Sunday.
It’s straight up the big steep Bearwood Hill road on the main drag into Winshill from Burton and this Marston’s no nonsense local boozer was just the job.
It’s clearly well-kept as you can tell by the hanging baskets out front whilst two front bars give you the choice of Spain being knocked out by Russia or a quieter room with some terrific swearing from the locals.
The back lounge had a birthday party going on, which looked like a lot of the local fraternity had been there for a while and not only did it have a beer garden but also a bowls club. In fact, it is apparently the oldest bowling green in Burton as it was created in 1908.
Not sure what it is with this part of the world and bowling greens but I know The Wickingman is a regular bowler and, like The Barley Mow in Stapenhill, this bowling green is a hidden gem amidst a sea of houses.
The pub itself is named after Henry William Paget (aka Lord Paget & Earl of Uxbridge) who was created the 1st Marquess of Anglesey after the battle of Waterloo, in which he lost a leg.
The bar war reasonably full and I didn’t notice anyone at all drive there as the car park was virtually empty which is always a sign of a pub full of locals. There were lots of nods and ‘hellos’ from the bar flies inside whilst a couple tucking into some lunch outside were also friendly enough and this place does what is says on the tin.
(the view NOT of the bowling green)
The gents had some predictable notices…
and some not so predictable notices…
to prove that times are a changing (for the better) in all areas.
A bona fide ‘proper’ pub predominantly wet led and serving a good pint of Hobgoblin Gold (Wychwood)
whilst retaining a good atmosphere and offering up the likes of karaoke, live music and quizzes during the week…what’s not to like in this estate pub?