Into the death throes of my August Bank Holiday pub ticking extravaganza, and after two great pubs and one terrible one in the Hamptons, three more were needed to take me up to a pleasing eighteen for the weekend.
I left the Mute Swan at Hampton Court (to a real sense of relief) and crossed the border into Surrey, my top ranking county since the pubs reopened on 4th July.
I'd been to East Molesey before, back in 2012 when 'H was for Hampton Court' in the BRAPA warm-up event, Si's A-Z Aleway Adventures (which I never called SAAA and have regretted since).
The GBG pub that day had been called the Albion, it was okay, didn't really excite, pretty snooty, and interesting to walk straight past it today, looking very closed indeed.
Tucked away behind a church in a quiet location, hiding behind a tree was the current GBG pub.
|Peek-a-boo you little scamp|
|Wot a bell!|
|Note the current BRAPA pen, a gift from the landlady at the Rose & Crown in Allgreave|
|Some of the staff being bored but lovely|
|Shopmobility, tick! Uncanny isn't it?|
|Staff work out who is sat where at what time using a complex logarithm buried deep within the curtains|
|What's he worth do you reckon?|
|Awwww, I don't know whether to cry or puke|