Of all horrors, a little country town seems to me to be the greatest. — Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Sunny but cold, Easter Saturday in Horncastle.
Unlike towns and cities across the country, very few empty shop units. And no chains. OK, there was a Costa. But sadly no coffee shops.
Looked in the local butcher, The Busy Butcher and Farm Shop. Came away with Lincolnshire sausages, minced beef, roast beef, a couple of bread rolls and a bag of cookies.
Bar Unico, hidden, looks like a restaurant, and yet not open in the evening. Excellent pizza.
The Forgotten Tea Room, best stays that way. I walked in, walked out, fusty and very unpleasant.
Surprised to find the town house of Sir Joseph Bank. It was he who was the botanist on James Cook ship to New Zealand, founder of Kew Gardens.
At a loss the number of pubs in Horncastle, and not small pubs. What supports them?
Harpers Bar, a tacky bar, but excellent pizza.
Horncastle, a small market town, 30 minutes drive from Lincoln. Recommended route, the country lanes. Through Washingborough and Bardney, not the main road through Wragby.