The building itself is a proper old girl. We’re talking Grade II listed, which is fancy-speak for “please don’t knock it down.” The inside is all low beams, crackling fires, and nooks that make you feel like you’ve stumbled into a fairy tale.
And the ceiling? Let’s just say if you’re over six feet tall, you’ll develop a sudden appreciation for a good stoop. It’s charming, really—like the pub is giving you a gentle, woody hug.
But here’s the best bit: they’ve kept the original mill wheel. No, it doesn’t grind flour anymore. It grinds atmosphere. And maybe a few hungover dreams on a Sunday morning.
Why The Location Works (Or Doesn’t)
Baginton is one of those villages that makes you go, “Wait, this is still Coventry?” It’s ridiculously picturesque. There’s the famous Baginton Castle ruins nearby, and if you’re lucky, you might hear the ghost of a knight grumbling about parking.
But here’s the catch: you will need a car. Public transport? Hah. The 11 bus shows up only if it’s feeling generous. But once you’re there, you’re in a green bubble. The beer garden, by the way, is an absolute summer stunner. Get there early or you’ll be weeping into your Pimm’s on the grass.
