Thursday, 6 October 2011
45 The Three Arrows - Bury
First visited : 5th October 2011
This pub is still going strong but has now been renamed The Ainsworth Arms. It stands at the traffic lights where the A58 bisects the B6292 linking Ainsworth and Radcliffe.
I could have visited it twenty years earlier when my car (my first, an ex-army left hand drive Vauxhall Chevette ) started blowing excessive amounts of steam at the lights here on the way to a pre-season game at Bolton in August 1991. We ( my friends Carl and Sean were with me ) decided to stay with the car while waiting for the RAC rather than going in the pub. It turned out the head gasket had gone but it was safe enough to complete the journey and we caught the last 20 minutes for which the man at the turnstiles didn't charge us.
It's more of a restaurant than a pub now. I went on a Wednesday lunchtime for the carvery advertised outside. They have a special deal for pensioners so unsurprisingly they made up the bulk of the clientele. I can't quite recommend it. The choice was pork roll, beef ( from a joint which had nearly disappeared ) and a piece of overcooked pie ( probably replacing something else they'd run out of ). It was nice enough but the portions were stingy particularly as the pork was three quarters rind, fat and stuffing. For £5.95 it was acceptable, any dearer and I'd have felt a bit cheated.
Saturday, 1 October 2011
44 The Bull's Head - Breightmet
First visited : 1 October 2011
This pub is even further into Bury but is still regarded as belonging there to the extent that it has now been re-named the Top Bull in recognition of its nickname. I doubt any of the residents in the nearby houses put Breightmet in their addresses.
It's actually a much nicer pub than its lower counterpart , clean and tidy with friendly bar staff. It's relatively spacious with a lounge area to the left of the bar and a games area to the right. The roof beams look original and the walls are nicely decorated with some interesting prints. It's at the start of the least populated stretch of the A58 between Bolton and Bury with a couple of farms and a car park behind it. When I went in this lunchtime it was pretty deserted though there was one miserable-looking guy at the bar who was muttering something about his father to a companion who showed no signs of any interest in the matter. It's one of the few we've looked at recently that I'd willingly revisit.
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