This pub, the Lantern Pike, is just down the road from another one of those impossible cottages that I would love to buy. Only this time I decided to be practical and check out the internet connection at the cottage before I went to look around and fell completely in love with the place. It is a bit out of the way and, well, Internet isn’t really an option there. So no, we won’t be buying the little place within a stone’s throw of this pub where Tony Warren, sat and wrote episodes of Coronation Street.
When I was there, it was the perfect English pub, a couple with a smiling baby bouncing on his father’s knee in one corner. Some locals enjoying a leisurely lunch over weekend newspapers by the window, and a group of walkers welcomed despite the muddy boots and bums (one of them had slid down the hill to the pub) and us, by the fire enjoying a pint of Timothy Taylors landlord ale.
So I’ve found my ideal pub – one where I can imagine myself stealing that window seat and having lunch while my imagination started working. Afterwards, when the lunch things were cleared away I’d settle down and write a few hundred words. A café, or even a pub if it’s the right one, somewhere away from home where you can retreat when you need a change of scene in order to think is one of the few things a writer really needs. And I really think I found it there.
Now all I need is the house to go with it.