Trowbridge/Frome/Bradford-on-Avon morning beer (-less) run   2 comments

2016-06-18 run map Trowbridge Frome Bradford-on-Avon

To get home by early afternoon and still have time to take care of some time-sensitive paperwork while in Trowbridge, I took the first #49 bus out of Swindon at 6 am Saturday.  It was kind of a melancholy morning riding the bus through the north Wiltshire farmland as the sun peeked through the clouds. I realised, later, that I was also listening to an especially bleak edition of Last Word, an obit show on Radio 4.

 

Devizes weirdo

 

In Devizes, the bus stopped to pick up the freak pictured above.  When I hopped off at Trowbridge to start my run, he alighted as well.  We spoke for a while and I discovered that he was heading to a psychics’ gathering at Glastonbury to sell jewelry he has refurbished from charity shop finds.  We traded a few tourism tales from our personal experiences of the area and then bade each other safe passage.

Since this was to be my last run in the area, I kept alert for a souvenir. Buried in the mud, a cliché for the new house attached itself to my shoe; here it is sans the nails and filth:

 

 

2016-06-18 horseshoe

 

I arrived at the George at 8:50, twenty minutes behind schedule. The bartender asked if he could help then promptly refused to pour a beer. “Not till 10 am, mate.” Trying not to argue, I replied, “oh, that’s disappointing,” but the fucker wouldn’t let it go. “This is a pub, mate, not a Wetherspoons.” “Pubs and ‘Spoons serve beer when they’re open. You appear to be neither.” I left parched.

 

 

George Frome a pub not a Wetherspoons

 

George Frome website

 

Or, rather, drenched as I tend to sweat all-to-be-damned. The t-shirt retirements have resumed as I shed the last vestments brought with us when we refugeed out of Ameriqa. This one is from the Bisbee 1000 Stairs race ten years ago and now in a park in Frome.

 

 

2016-06-18 Bisbee 1000 stairs shirt abandoned in Frome

 

From the same era and similarly in tatters, the Shirt I got from Modern Drunkard after writing some dive bar reviews was no longer fit for purpose and came to sweaty rest in a canal side beer garden in Bradford-on-Avon. RIP.

 

 

2016-06-18 Modern Drunkard shirt be-gone

 

I arrived in Trowbrdge with plenty of time to complete my bureaucratic crap but the device required was out of service following a power outage. Every disappointment should be considered an opportunity and I knew from the CAMRA website that the Courthouse was serving from 10 am.

 

 

Courthouse Trowbridge sign

 

Courthouse Trowbridge hours

 

Then, I spotted this sign in the window:

 

Courthouse Trowbridge new hours

 

The day ended as it began (albeit with 23 more running miles logged and a .333 beer batting average). I was just beginning to wonder if I would square the circle by spotting another freak on the return trip when we pulled into Avebury and a bunch of hippies were gathered drumming and stinking and awaiting the solstice after the weekend.

 

2016-06-18 hippies in Avebury

 

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