Hyde Tavern

Best pub in the world. But you can’t got there. It’s mine. All mine.
I went there with my friends for their regular knitting night. They knitted, I drank beer. And, oh my, what beer. Sourced from the local Pots Brewery, I had a brand new Pots IPA and it’s one of the nicest British beers that I’ve ever had.
Plus the thing that I particularly liked was that it was a new barrel just set up behind the bar. The landlady then tapped it, took out a small sample, tasted it, considered it, and, seemingly based on that, decided on the price per pint. £3.50 if you’re interested. I would have paid twice that. And at around 8% you don’t need too many.
Plus, Thursday is, of course, sausages night, so there were sausages to accompany the liquid gold available from the bar for a mere 70p a pop.
Plus, there’s a dog. Every pub needs a dog. This one was not only a gorqeous spaniel, but friendly and lovely. He was also even more excited by the prospect of sausage night than I was. He spent much of the evening resting his chin on the bar doing puppy dog eyes. This was much more effective from him than when I tried it.
Plus, the third Thursday is also their poetry and story telling night, so I popped down to the cellar to take a look. Their cellar is, quite literally, a cellar, but crammed in there were a few budding poets and writers sharing their efforts. I felt kind of bad that I had nothing prepared.
So, yes, stay away from this pub. I’ve bagsied it. I might move to Winchester just so it can be my local. In fact, I might just move into the pub.

Lovely little friendly local. Well kept beers & friendly landlord. Pokey quirky beer pub full of charming, witty, interesting folk.

Charming place, lots of character. 4 – 5 cask beers, well kept.