I had been to The George Inn in Lacock before but it had two things to attract me back. One was their curious dog wheel and the other was a pint of Wadsworth JCB, which was so good that in my mind it has taken on legendary status - it must have gone the way of all things for on the net I can find no mention of it. The pub dates back to around 1361 and has quite a selection of old timbers visible inside in it's construction. A chap with a set square could be a long time looking for a corner it fitted.
This is their famous dog wheel which when turned would turn the spit in front of the fire. A special type of dog was bred for the purpose called the turnspit dog (other names for it include the rather wonderful, vernepator cur) which is now extinct. They would have been kept in pairs so that when one dog was tiring, he could be replaced with the other.
Here's the fireplace, complete with dog powered spit. there would have been a chain of some description to power it.
You can probably tell by the daylight in this picture that this would not have been an appropriate time to drink a pint of each of their extensive range of real ales, but like the George and Dragon in Dent last year, they will sell you three thirds of a pint of different beers instead of a whole pint of one. It is complete coincidence that the beers I chose were right next to each other but it does make for easy photographing. All three beers were most enjoyable, though I think a third of a pint of the Hazelnut Coffee Porter was probably quite sufficient.
I had a kangaroo burger - it was alright but the chips were great.
Wadsworth Brewery are great people for tradition. They still have a cooper, a couple of dray horses (which can often be seen in Devizes) and their own sign painting department, which means that every Wadsworth pub has it's own hand painted sign.
The following evening I was looking for a campsite and low and behold the first one I found was attached to a pub - decision made I think. This is The Green Man in Long Itchington, where the landpeople, Mark and Sharon, made me most welcome.
Being stopped for the night and within easy staggering distance of my tent, I was able to put a little more effort into testing out their fine range of ale, ably poured by fledgling barman, Ben.
These pictures are from my phone, which might take pictures but I'm damned if I can get it to send them to anyone. First pint of the night was a Cornish beer called Tribute - I think my favourite of the evening - I returned for another later.
Mad Goose is local to Warwickshire (which is where Long Itchington is). I succumbed to a second of these too.
You can't go far wrong with that old Yorkshire favourite, Black Sheep.
They had a great Green man on their pub sign.
And a different Green Man on the other side of it.