In a humorous yet poignant commentary, Jimmy Mac explores the quirks of pub hunting, especially the secluded Flying Machine in Biggin Hill. This pub is characterized by its remote location, becoming a gathering spot for locals who are 'trapped' there. Mac affectionately details its unique architectural style and interior charms while humorously reflecting on the cost of drinks. Despite the lighthearted tone, he acknowledges the serious challenges faced by such venues, which could soon be taken over, showing the fragile existence of village pubs amidst changing times.
Pub hunting is addictive stuff. All you care about is your next high. It's a mania that drives you to the farthest reaches of town.
Marvel at its Pentecostal church exterior, fall head over heels for its rich cerulean carpet, go gaga for its perfect sixties mahogany bar.
Village pubs are rarely this charming and weirdly metropolitan, but maintaining them is a challenge many face.
A pint of Stella costs four pounds seventy, adding: I could quite honestly spend all day at the Flying Machine and with Stella at four seventy, I can afford to too.
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