Still in Otley, still tapping away on the laptop. I had a beer in the Black Horse pub yesterday evening. Despite being right in the middle of town, it’s always empty; I can find a comfortable armchair and read my book, but it’s depressing to see a pub so bereft of customers. It’s so quiet that the lady who served me my pint immediately went back to sit at a table, where her laptop was open. Maybe she was playing a game, or looking for another job or investigating the possibility of torching the place and claiming the insurance money.
I had a look at the menu, which, in offering ‘Winter warming meals’, on one of the hottest days of the summer, obviously hasn’t changed for months. Hearty stews don’t really whet the appetite in the last week of July. When pubs are closing down every week, they’ve got to do more to get customers through the door. At the Black Horse - a fine old coaching inn - it looks like they’ve given up.
Licensed this shot today of Farringdon, in Oxfordshire (best price of the month as well)...
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