Neither of my locals, the Daisy and the Old Unicorn, are in this book but it is nevertheless a treasure house of other delights. We have such as the Bag of Nails, the Bucket of Blood, the Pickled Parson and the Quiet Woman. All are explained as to their origins and it makes good reading.
My favourite, perhaps, is the Drunken Duck. The said duck was found apparently dead in the pub's back yard, taken indoors and plucked ready for the oven. As it happened, the duck wasn't dead but dead drunk and was slowly reviving. A barrel had leaked beer into its feeding trough and it had drunk its fill, and more besides. No matter, the landlord's wife knitted it a pullover until some of its feathers grew back and the duck became something of a celebrity. So much so that the pub's name was changed accordingly.
Excellent bed-time reading.
John Whitaker.