So, beerly beloved, let us continue onwards, ever upwards .....
But before you all slink in for a slake contain your righteous thirst for a mo as we take you for a quick spin around downtown Cripplesease.
Right. That's quite enough in-depth historical analysis. Now, for a spot of philosophy .....
Why are we here?
Because there's a pub. Honestly, this philosophy stuff is a doddle!
The Engine Inn as a compact and bijou little hostelry, mainly run by a couple of Cornish amazons, Nancy and Judith. The beer is good and they have enlightened 21st century approach to children - badly behaved ones get killed and cooked!
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