If it feels like you’ve entered the gates of Mordor, courtesy of the huge Lafage cement works at Cauldon, you are on the right track and close to the Yew Tree Inn.

In the car park I had a pang of nostalgia on seeing a Citroen 2CV6, just like the one I used to potter around London in 30 odd years ago.  Flimsy, unreliable, underpowered and the most fun I’ve had driving a car, especially in summer with the canvas roof down.

This 400-year-old pub has a remarkable interior full of curios. Go exploring I’m sure you’ll find something that interests you or makes you smile. There are old motorbikes, a penny farthing bicycle in a corner, several assegais, a serpent, a pair of Queen Victoria’s stockings and a wonderful collection of grandfather clocks on the upper floor (look up as you enter).

The Yew tree has been run by the same family since 1961. The two family members I came across were lovely people. Alan and Dan will give you a warm welcome and the local clientele are friendly.

3 cask beers are on hand pump. The Burton Bridge Bitter tastes like well-kept beers did 30 years ago. The Ruby Mild and Dancing Duck were also on form. There was also a draught cider which was not sampled.

The pub food is mainly quality locally made pies with mash and peas, or the regional speciality Staffordshire oatcakes with various fillings. It is basic fare, well done and very reasonably priced.

This is a wonderful place, genuine, eccentric and one not to be missed, games to play, friendly people, good beer and local food in the quirkiest surroundings imaginable.

Be sure to sign the visitor’s book!

 

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