The Kings Head, Lichfield

Once upon a time, this place was a real pub, ran by Sid, and Sandra Farmer. Now it is just another homoginised shit hole no different than all the other shitholes created by aquiescent breweries across the land. Here you could buy the best game pie and veg, REAL home cooking rather than crap imagined by some advertising toady and their masters. Real heritage Britain gone for good, exchanged for bollocks. Sid and Sandra were booted out to be replaced with bland. They kept hens at the top of the yard and children ran about freely and loudly in an idyll that adveritisers try to present now when they want to palm off their corporate wares. Some say things are better, some say they are worse, but some things hold us all to this earth, but not the bankers with the silent 'W' I feel priviliged to have spent some time at this place of tumbling children, animals and school dinner pies out of trays, with bones and all. Goodbye Albion, I love you well.

22 Mar 2014 23:11