On Thursday we went for our last supper at the Cock and Dragon in Cockfosters, which was very good, but it’s a shame to have to walk past a Buddha (statue of!) to get a pint.
Mrs Lloyd suggested Christian pubs: a cross on the wall, a good Christian name (St George and the Dragon, perhaps), a few Bibles and good books handy, music that doesn’t tell all and sundry to F*** Off!, that sort of thing. No doubt you could do silly things with Bishop’s Finger Ale, Rambling Rector wine, all sorts of Spirits and so on, but those gimmicks are not really the point. And it needn’t be primarily evangelistic, any more than much else in life is. It would just be showing the Christian virtues of hospitality, welcome, friendship, rest, feasting etc.
In the end we realised that what we wanted was not just a Christian pub but a Christian culture and nation.
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