The Plough, Wolverhampton

What a fab find! My wife and I went for a Saturday lunchtime drive into the sticks and decided to stop at Claverley for lunch, between Wolverhampton and Bridgnorth. It has a village pub feel to it but I was still surprised how quiet it was. Staff were very friendly and, if this is any measure of standards, the toilets were very clean. Tankards and dried flower things hung from the low wooden beams on the ceiling which meant I had to walk through the pub with great care. We sat in the corner of the small room. After inspecting the contents of the bookcase, my wife occupied a high backed leather chair next to the brick fireplace - I’m sure it would be an even better place on a cold winter’s day. The other room was larger and set out for dining with a large blackboard on the wall to choose from. The lunchtime food was typically £6-8 - my Rogan wasn’t really up to the standard of Balti Towers (and I didn’t expect it to be) but it was OK. The Ploughman’s wasn’t bad either. Guinness, San Miguel and Becks on tap. Black Sheep Best Bitter, Timothy Taylor Landlord, Holden’s Golden Glow and Banks’s MILD (yes, MILD) on handpull. We could have quite happily stayed here for the afternoon enjoying some peace.