
Oh hell… now EVERYBODY’S going to go there:
Historic pubs are plentiful but few can lay claim to the tag in quite the same way as The George in Norton St Philip, near Bath. Dating from 1397, it’s the oldest tavern in Britain, locals say. It’s certainly a contender, and its timber frame, wonky floors and ancient galleried courtyard all ooze authenticity.
I once went there and had lunch en route to the Far West of Hardy Country:

Yes, they serve Messrs. Wadworth’s 6X, and the lamb chops were exquisite.

It’s not just The George, either. The village of Norton St. Philip is likewise beautiful beyond words:

The Englishman is of similar mind, now that the foul Daily Mail has featured it: “Haven’t been there for ages, I might wait a few weeks now.”
A few weeks. Gawd knows how long it’ll be before I get back there, but at least the crowds might have dispersed by then. And unlike last time, I’ll stay overnight (or longer) so that I don’t have to drive under the influence of the aforementioned 6X.
I love England.



















