By Andy
While the Big Tree is taking positive steps to shed its rough reputation, The Chantrey Arms is in danger of heading in the opposite direction.
While the Big Tree is taking positive steps to shed its rough reputation, The Chantrey Arms is in danger of heading in the opposite direction.
A
strikingly attractive pub from the outside, the interior seemingly
last had a refurb when Margaret Thatcher was Leader of the
Opposition.
Green walls, lime curtains, olive upholstery |
Presumably,
towards the end of the 1970s, some short-sighted
painter-and-decorator bought a lorry-load of green paint on the
cheap, thinking: “Well it's lasted all decade, I'm sure avocado
bathrooms are a trend that's here to stay!”
Suddenly,
as the nation woke up to its senses, the poor chap was left with
litres of unsellable ware. In an act of evil genius worthy of The
Apprentice, he then somehow managed to convince the local
landlord to paint his pub the colour of catarrh.
Still,
we didn't begin Pubquest to discuss decor, so it's time to talk
about beer.
The
range of pints was steady if not spectacular, and we opted for Doom
Bar – a reliable Cornish ale which accounts for 90% of the output of Sharp's
Brewery.
The
pub is named after Sir Francis Chantrey (1781-1841), a Sheffield
sculptor. Born in Jordanthorpe, he is perhaps best-known for his
posthumous philanthropy: upon his death his fortune was used to
create The Chantrey Fund, which helped purchase countless works of
art for the nation.
Sir Francis Chantrey |
According
to
Margaret
Whinney, author of English
Sculpture 1720–1830,
“Chantrey was rare among the leading sculptors of his time in not
having visited Italy at a formative stage in his career.” Rumours
that he chose not to go upon hearing that you can't buy Hendo's in
Venice are as yet unsubstantiated.
Whether
Sir Francis would be more proud of The Chantrey Fund or The Chantrey
Arms bearing his name is unlikely to be up for debate. With the
locals crowded round watching the football, me and Rob positioned
ourselves in the corner feeling somewhat like outsiders.
Having
come out in my work clothes, I was feeling particularly out of place
– so much so that Rob repeatedly dared me to ask the gathered crowd
if they wouldn't mind changing the football over for University
Challenge.
Perhaps
if we were dressed in green we could have blended more subtly into
the background...
Pub: The Chantrey Arms (733-735 Chesterfield Road, S8 0SL)
Rating:
4.5/10
Pint: Doom Bar
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