This pub is run by the tallest man in the world, with the deepest voice in the world.
Rodger.
The Rodge.
In fact, when you look back at the fall of the British empire, especially in India, much of the reason for its failure is due to it being called The Raj instead of The Rodge! Because, believe me, if The Rodge had been running things, Ghandi wouldn't have stood a chance!
Also behind the bar is Rodge's lovely wife Caroline, and then of course you have your characters in the pub itself. Of worthy note, I would recommend a conversation with 'Mr Puss', the funniest man this side of the Rhicos.
Regular live music events and a piano in the lounge. But if Rodge gets the guitar down from behind the bar and gives it to a punter, you know he's golden and you're in for a good night. Luckily, this pub is frequented by many talented musicians.
Good beer garden out the back and a pool table and darts.
An all-round genuine community pub seldom seen these days.
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