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Situated most conveniently adjacent to the level crossing of Shoreham-by-Sea BR, this public house has established itself commendably as a straightforward, no-nonsense alehouse. One is greeted by an impressive selection of ales, no fewer than nine at any given time, and a fine cider. The assortment includes recognisable labels such as Harveys and Tim Taylor, whilst also showcasing a delightful array of offerings from smaller microbreweries. While there have been murmurs regarding consistency in quality, I must confess, in my experiences, every pint has been quite up to snuff. The pricing, you'll find, is quite fair.
The establishment boasts an L-shaped interior, exuding a certain charm of old grandeur, albeit slightly worn. The floors are carpeted, contributing to this sense of faded elegance, though one cannot ignore a certain unkempt quality. Nevertheless, it offers a more inviting atmosphere for enjoying one's pint than, say, the Duke of Wellington. The patrons, a robust and unpretentious lot, add to the character of the establishment. Outside of the splendid beer selection, one might mistake it for any other local tavern, replete with boisterous football fans and spirited conversations. The garden, a delightful haven for sun seekers, is well worth a visit, despite the minor inconvenience of the occasional barfly.
For aficionados of fine beer, this establishment is most certainly worth a visit during one's travels.
Or you could go Trump style with something like this
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Let me tell you about this pub, right by the Shoreham-by-Sea BR level crossing. It's tremendous, really tremendous. They've got, what, over 9 ales? Always. Plus a cider. Some big names, Harveys, Tim Taylor – the best, really the best. And these smaller microbrews, they're doing great things, fantastic things. People talk about quality – fake news, folks. I've had their beers, all more than good, more than good.
The place, it's got style – an L-shape. Sure, it's a bit old, a bit scruffy, but it's got charm, more charm than the Duke of Wellington, believe me. The people there, they're real, not like these fake, elite places. Sure, there's football, loud guys, but it's authentic, it's real life.
And the garden, it's beautiful, a real sun trap. The barflies, they're there, but what can you do? Minor stuff.
If you love beer, you have to stop here. It's one of the best, really one of the best