as English as it gets?

Saturday, September 9th. Here we are at an English pub, overlooking a stream/river, having our pint (Ron) and tea (me). The Stone Mill Pub was a wonderful way to end a lovely day filled with more English stuff - castle ruins down the street from Josh and Heather's place, and an old monastery with adjacent cave, complete with history/legend about the Crusades, a hermit, and heartbreak. How English can you get?