We needed to break our journey
back to Brum, so we decided to have a womble into Northampton. It was a bit of
a walk up the open wind-swept alongside fast-moving traffic and we were actually
heading out of the centre rather than in. But it turns out that it was the
nearest pub with a Cask Marque certificate. It was a nice standalone stone building
alongside a main road, and might have been a farmhouse in times before the town
was established. Inside was a quiet bar which curved around the corner to a
quiet snug. There were four handpumps and in front of those were some raised
tables and barstools with leather seats. The barman was an ex-greasy haired
hipster and had glasses to match. The beer didn’t have any noteworthy flavours,
but it was refreshing and was well kept. It did seem to be a bit of a local’s
bar so we made ourselves scarce as soon as we were done.
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