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The Bear Inn, Alfred Street, #Oxford 🍻 "The oldest pub in Oxford", situated just off the High Street. Popular with students, locals and tourists alike, The Bear is a beacon for anyone who enjoys a fantastic pint of real ale and good, home-cooked, traditional pub food.

The Bucket of Blood, Hayle, Phillack, #Cornwall 🍻 Dating back to the 14th century. Known then as The New Inn. According to the story, a landlord once hauled a bucket from the inn’s well and found it filled not with water, but with blood, and a severed head. #Halloween 🎃👻🪦

The Barley Mow, Clifton Hampden, #Abingdon 🍻 This historic Grade II-listed building dates back to 1352, and historic pub researchers describe it as one of the oldest surviving inn buildings in #Oxfordshire. Immortalised by Jerome K Jerome in 'Three Men in a Boat'.

9 o’clock in the morning: ‘Do you want fish and chips for lunch?’ ‘I’ve already laid the table’. Talk about keen 🤣🤣🤣

The history of York is the history of England ~ King George VI, 1923 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 He wasn't exaggerating. Romans, Vikings, Saxons and Normans have all left their mark here. The city's been a Roman capital, a Viking stronghold and the site of battles that shaped the fate of the whole nation. Nearly 2,000 years of history, layered street upon street and still standing today 💪

It's all yours bro no need to rushb 🐿️😀

Some people think I’m a big hefty chonky girl, but I’m only a tiny slip of a thing and I really need to eat more to bulk up. All food donations accepted. DON’T TELL MY MUMMY!

🇬🇧 From 1963 to 1987, a remarkable cat named Towser lived at the Glenturret whisky distillery near Crieff, Scotland. Towser was a long-haired tortoiseshell female who spent nearly 24 years protecting the distillery’s grain stores from mice. Her hunting skills were extraordinary. According to Guinness World Records, she caught an estimated 28,899 mice during her lifetime, averaging more than three mice every day. The remarkable figure was calculated from observations of her hunting activity rather than an exact count over the years. Towser became a legend at the distillery, where she had a warm place to sleep and spent her nights keeping rodents away from the grain used to make whisky. She died on March 20, 1987, just one month before her 24th birthday. To honor her extraordinary life, a bronze statue was erected outside the distillery’s visitor center. Decades after her death, Towser remains one of the most famous working cats in history, remembered as the world’s greatest mouser.

Not bad, less than two bob for a pint of bitter. 🍻 😀

I’ve seen reports about investigations into two different illegal activities this morning. My question is, do I ring the sun newspaper about these Teddy Bears setting up an illegal pub in my living room before I contact the authorities?

Clotted cream is the richest dairy product in the British kitchen, nearly two thirds fat, and it was invented as a way of keeping milk in a county with no ice. The method is older than anyone can trace. Fresh milk from the morning is left in a wide pan until the cream rises, then the whole pan is set over a very low fire or in a cooling bread oven for hours, never boiling, until a thick crust forms on top the colour of old gold. It cools overnight and the crust is lifted off with a skimmer. That crust is the cream, and the scalding is what kept it. Heated that way it lasted for days when fresh cream would have turned by teatime. Devon and Cornwall argued over it for centuries and still do. The Cornish got the legal protection in 1998, on condition that the milk is Cornish and the fat is at least fifty-five per cent, though the good stuff runs higher. The argument about whether the cream or the jam goes on the scone first has split the two counties for as long as there have been scones, and it is the only question in British food that people will genuinely fight over. If you grew up in the West Country it came in a cardboard tub with a crust you broke through with a knife, and it went on everything: the scone, the apple pie, the porridge, a spoon of it straight off the blade when nobody was looking. A pot sent by post to a relative in London was the standard Christmas present from Cornwall for a hundred years. It is milk with the water taken out and the fat left in, and it was the ordinary household food of the two poorest counties in England. The cream tea is now a treat you drive to and photograph. In 1930 it was what a dairy farmer's wife did with Tuesday's milk, and the fat was the whole point of doing it.

Working in the library and someone has requested this book about Elizabeth Woodville and the charismatic warrior king! @EdwardIVGhost

The Black Bull, Otley, #Yorkshire 🍻 The oldest pub in Otley. Dating from the 16th-Century. History abounds in the pub with low ceilings, oak beams and stone flagged floor. famously “drunk dry” by Oliver Cromwell’s troops before the Battle of Marston Moor in 1644.