The Miners Arms

At present this is my favourite pub.
It's pleasantly scruffy, with a good mix of people.
Actually, I'll take that back; it's just that I like the type of people who go there.
The pub's got grubby wooden floors, not too much smoke, and a decent range of ciders and wines. Beers as well, of course.

It usually has a smattering of dogs lurking around, and all of them are well-behaved. For us, one of the best aspects is that it's just the right distance to walk to, about twenty minutes. We drop down from the park to the path by the railway, over the spring and stream, to the bohemian terraces of St Werburgh's. Returning, it's a harder walk, but it clears our brain from the befuddlement of the Stowford Press.
(Thanks for the photo)