Yesterday's LVA meeting was held in a proper pub. A little town pub in the back streets. Steep steps up to the main entrance, two bars and nice detailing. An delightful etched glass Bottle & Jug door. Lovely proportions and a wonderful sense of history.
But what increased its charm was the continued, almost timeless, contribution to the social fabric of the town. There are several pubs, like this one here, that still run the Sunday meat raffle, follow the bonus ball, will of the week, the News of the World headline and other regular events. There are raffles, sweepstakes and lotteries. Some legal, some perhaps less so. There are small stakes and modest winnings.
There are at least two or three separate coach outings from the town to the Epsom Derby. Each one representing differing groups, usually based around a pub, but with no rivalry between them. I've booked my place on one for this year. Its going to be tremendous fun.
Then there are Winkle Clubs. Odd associations where each member must carry their winkle shell and when confronted with the cry "show us your winkle" must produce it. Failure to do so results in a fine. These old and vibrant groups still exist, raising large amounts of money for charity and creating much merriment for many.
It is easy to sneer at them. The meat raffle can be a hideous affair. They can be seen as favoured group within pubs that receive preferential treatment. And people may simply not want to join in them.
But that is to fail to recognise the tremendous importance these activities have in improving the lives of people. People who, if there were not such activities, would not actually participate in anything else at all.
So this little pub does its bit. It may appear naff to some but it is part of a rich heritage. Go on, buy a ticket!