[Pink Pig Time Machine: May 18, 2015]
As you'd expect, studying both as an undergraduate and as a postgraduate in the same city for some six years afforded an opportunity to introduce myself to several of the local public houses. Or dozens of them. Perhaps a hundred or so.
Because Bristol has pubs--and I don't mean brand new bars with mock-historic facades or silly Irish names, I mean pubs Sir Francis Drake might have drunk in. Pubs with centuries of history, surviving wars, bombs, depressions, and with remarkably little change. One of the things I intended to do on this brief visit, ten years ago, was to drop in on a few of my favorite.