You might think there’s not a lot to say about a tiny hamlet in Leicestershire but you’d be wrong as I discovered with a visit to the little known Orton on the Hill. Arguably, the best fact about Orton on the Hill is that William Worthington was born in the village in 1723.
That’s right, he of the Worthington Brewery fame, which was established in 1761, on the High Street, Burton-upon-Trent and was home to the famous White Shield before Creamflow took over.
Not only was it the birthplace of one of Britain’s famous brewers but you can also (allegedly) see four counties from the top of the hill, Leicestershire, Staffordshire, Warwickshire and Derbyshire.
Throw into the mix another map for Dave including the gloriously named Barton in the Beans then I can sense the tension reaching fever pitch.
If that excitement isn’t enough for you then, I can exclusively reveal, that the 622 – Unicorn Inn CV9 3NN is the first pub post lockdown to provide a beermat.
“You’re the first person to ask for one since we reopened but you can definitely have a beermat with your pint,” was the response from the friendly barmaid.
A small sign that boozers are beginning to return to some kind of normality as a beermat and smoking outside means the pub experience is gradually returning.
Of course, it would be nice to have the option to sit inside as opposed to sub-zero drinking but this isn’t changing till next Monday so #pubmen have to grit our teeth in order to #savepubs.
I did go to the door to order my drink though and saw a magnificent sight of the barmaid letting the pint settle before finishing off the pint…
…and Martin will be pleased to know his one-man mission to promote Doom Bar is paying dividends.
A late Saturday afternoon crowd were in from the village and the atmosphere was excellent and as much Middle England as its near neighour the Bird in Hand in Austrey.
Good pub territory as Martin found out on his recent visit to Earl Shilton, this is one of these hidden gems you won’t find on any bus routes and the sort of boozer Mark often finds some kind of ancient pub game tucked away in the cellar.
Eight days to go…..semi-normality returns.