The Three Horse Shoes, Langley Marsh, Somerset.
Cracking New Year's Eve, drank enough cider to sink a battle ship. Also some interaction with the locals. I went to the loo and (accidentally) synchronised trips twice with the same local bloke. He said to me "Oooh arr, we must 'av the same sized penis you and I, ain't that so?"
I think he meant bladders, but there you go.