Renown

Renown There was a pub in Taunton known world over And boy did it ever hop, good live music uplifted the spirits of the motley crew or was it the smell from the clouds of smoke? I tell you guys you could get stoned without ever smoking a joint yourself. The landlord known as Hopitty due to a gammy leg was a most fine host. An eclectic crowd from far and wide that normally would not rub shoulders Yet the Wood Street Inn bonded us together Gays openly welcome, bankers and the such. All some how fitted into its rare mix Aussie's made it a port of call not to be disappointed judging from the repeat visits, no that is not a Frenchman. That's Tim he can speak some French but he just loves berets and baggy pants not to forget his striped scarf trailing greatly missed, rest in peace old friend. Sadly it is closed down now and converted into two houses. It closed on New Years Eve 2006 and what a party it was. Hopitty gave me a small police bell from behind the bar. A fair few of us have now passed on yet the friendships always remains alive. It will be a fair while yet before the memories of the Woody die in minds.