Angarrack Inn, Angarrack

But what a surprise to find a lively bustling community local upholstered in green (green tiling, always a winner!) with plenty of smiling faces and friendly staff. I'd generally say the GBG can be trusted to take you to the best places, but 'eckie thump, how can this not be in ahead of the other pubs I'd been to today? Well, I'll tell you why I reckon it was - it only had two ales on. And as better pub and beer bloggers than me have mentioned in the past, too many CAMRA folk think 'beer range' is a valuable decision making factor, you only have to note Rook & Gaskill winning York's Pub of the Year with depressing regularity to know that it happens in place more ale focused than Cornwall. So, Lancaster Bomber or Dartmoor Legend? I went for the latter, to the chagrin of the bloke next to me who was just swigging off his dregs. "Don't sell him too much of it!" he says to the barmaid as he leaves. As I sat in the corner, one of those 'moments of contentment' swept over me, for it'd been a trying day up til now. People kept smiling, some actively leaning in to try to get in my pub photos and that never happens! Eventually, the barmaid who was absolute first class came over to ask why I'd choose to come here, so I explained BRAPA and my geeky research of past editions, and added I thought this pub was better than a lot I'd been to this holiday and "I'm not just saying that!" She whispers confidentially "go on then, what is the WORST pub you've been in so far this holiday!" which was a great variation on the usual boring question of 'what is the best one you've been in?'. In my notes, I wrote she was like Angie Watts from Eastenders without the Dirty Den marriage traumas. A few days after, Leslie Grantham carked it. A BRAPA mention often gets too much for people. Classic pub this, better get in next GBG or I'm going to live in a mud hut in Grimsby.