Cromwell's

Over the years I’ve been paid to write many things, but this one I’m doing for free! Cromwell’s Pub in Collingham is a good pub - for many reasons. Take the car park for instance ... it’s big and clearly wide-lined. And so too is the H-UG-E outside grassed area for customers to unleash their noisy kids without causing other customers any undue trouble. Also outside is a well presented outdoor bolthole that attracts the sun with a plastic roof surrounded with what I can only term as ‘glamping’ booze sheds which offer somewhere to canoodle with a neighbour’s wife in utter private if that’s your thing. Now, I’m not a gregarious person. In fact, I can be antisocial and grumpy. Which means I can enter this nice, clean establishment, say Hello everyone and then hide in any one of the comfy chairs in any one of the little corners to read my lousy newspaper while glimpsing at one of the many sports based TV’s that are dotted about? Otherwise the pub is great for hail well met locals having a good laugh and banter, extended families, the Zimmer frame mob, doggy people or young people in tight jeans and bare midriffs. The beer is good, reasonably extensive and the food seems like decent pub grub – busy on a Sunday. The staff are all genuinely smiley, attentive and helpful, apart from one occasional youth who’s monosyllables are uttered between a diction-less verbal exchanges that is hard for the Zimmer frame lot to hear. It’s a pub for everyone ... even grumpy buggers like me!