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BLACK COUNTRY PUB

One wench on a journey. Pub-by-pub. Pint-by-pint.

Category: Stourbridge

A sophisticated wench went down a very old cellar and drank a very old port.

We had arrived at the height of sophistication, drinking a £190 bottle of port and eating cubes of edam from our knees.

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A fairy tale of gin, beer and dancing Mr Darcy.

Well that’s if Elizabeth Bennett had a penchant for beer and scratchings, and managed to pull the drunkest person in the Black Country that is.

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At the Old Bank for a quick withdrawal

If you’re thinking of breaking into the safe you may need to bring your stepladders.

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Green door, what’s that secret you’re keeping?

I’d like to feel the same about us Green Duck. The beginning of a long-lasting relationship between wench and brewery. Only this time there’s no need for a hand up the bum or a sad song.

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Not enough Old Bush

I was only disappointed with the lack of old bush, but there’s always another night.

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