Ye Olde Three Tuns, Finkle Street, Thirsk. (c) beerintheevening.
Thirsk is a lovely little market town in North Yorkshire, with its own market square and quaint little flat racing racecourse. It's also on the way to the North East football grounds and this was how we first came across the town. There are many pubs around the square and just off it, but the pub we feature today is Ye Olde Three Tuns, a personal favourite of ours. We have been visiting this pub for approximately 10 years (we watched the Rugby World Cup Final on one particular early morning 2003 session here), and have always received a warm welcome from the landlord and landlady, Wilson and Irene. Wilson is a retired RUC Officer and would gladly show you his medals and memorabilia should you ask. Irene is a tough, no-nonsense landlady who runs a tight ship. Sadly, Wilson has been ill for some time now and at our last vist last year, was not able to meet us, and regretably may not be able to again.
Ye Olde Three Tuns, Finkle Street flooded. (c) thirsk.
The pub itself is a stones throw from the nearby Cod Beck, a tributary of the River Swale and has been known to flood when the river bursts its banks as you can see from the pictures above and below. Ye Olde Three Tuns is a little Tetley's house with a real fire in the centre of the room, a couple of one armed bandits/quiz machines, and two pool tables in a separate upstairs pool room (with jukebox). Ale is provided by way of Tetley Cask bitter and a fine pint it is too. It used to do food, although I think it may be a limited menu these days. Breakfast and an early start can be arranged upon request. If you make your way to this town, you will usually be afforded a warm welcome at most of the hostelries, but be sure to search this one out, down the side of the road that the Wetherspoons is on, and I'm sure you'll love it as much as we do!
Ye Olde Three Tuns flooded on Finkle Street, 1930 and 2000. (c) thirskmuseum.