This was a nice simple Wetherspoon outlet at its best. A
large, open square room alongside one long bar is all that’s needed for this
pub to work; with an interesting range of real ales to boot. I had to grab my
money’s worth out of the CAMRA vouchers and opt for a pint of strong ale; which
meant that I had to stay behind when it came to visiting the next pub? But just
who or what was the Felix Holt? I thought with a name like that, it must be the
market cat of Nuneaton, patrolling the streets and keeping the mice and rats
away from the food trader stalls. But it turns out that he was actually a radical
campaigner from a George Eliot novel, who caused a local riot after falling in
love with his leader’s daughter. It’s a shame because I much prefer my version;
and it’s also not entirely clear what the local connection is.
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