The Railway Inn is a pub that pays homage to the old railway which used to be situated at this cross roads between Rodley and Calverley, if what I read is correct the railway opened in 1846 but then sadly closed in 1965. Throughout its years it was known interchangeably as Rodley Station and Calverley and Rodley Station.
The railway line spanned from Leeds Wellington Street Station and ran through Kirkstall, to Rodley, to Apperley Bridge and Rawdon, and terminating in Bradford. With the congestion along Leeds road from Shipley and on Kirkstall Road on the way into Leeds I think there are a fair few people in Leeds that long for this railway to be reopened again. Tales of 2 hour commutes in 9 miles of road traffic is beyond absurd.
|Calverley and Rodley Station - Picture provided by Wikipedia|
The pub itself also has a history, it's landlords as colourful as it's tales. Stories are told of one landlord who used swear at people he thought to pretentious to drink in his pub and in not so kind words told them to get lost. Clearly a disgruntled soul he eventually hung himself in the pub.
We visited the Railway Inn towards the end of September, there was still some sunshine that day and gripping on to the last remains of summer we decided to sit outside.
Food is ordered inside at the bar, as to be expected in any traditional pub. Cutlery was brought outside to us and we settled down with our drinks. After about half an hour we started to notice that time was ticking by and there was no sight of our food, we'd ordered light lunches of salads and sandwiches so it seemed odd to be taking so long. I clocked eyes on a table nearby that was occupied by a large family, when I saw their food being served I presumed this was the reason for our wait. 15 minutes later however we begun to question whether we should ask if our food order had been missed. Nearing an hour after ordering someone turned up with our food apologising for the wait... but not actually giving us a reason.
I ordered the chicken and bacon salad.
To be honest I could have made this myself at home for all the effort that was put in to it. It tasted and looked like bagged salad, the chicken was just losing some essence of warmth and the bacon wasn't of the best quality and it too was losing whatever warmth it once had.
D went for something similar in a sandwich, the BLT plus a side of crisps.
I asked D how it was and he face told the story, it filled a hole, again nothing special and we could have made it at home, perhaps made it better at home.
Pubs are rarely top of the pickings for lunch time and you live and learn. It's a nice little pub but I suspect if we move to this area we will probably just stick to pints and a packet of crisps.