The Chandlers Arms, Epwell.

Epwell has been here a very long time. The name comes from Eoppa's Well, after a Saxon called Eoppa who settled here over a thousand years ago, building his village in a ring around a clean, reliable spring. The water's still here. So is the village, built from the same honey-coloured Hornton stone dug out of these hills, quietly minding its own business on the edge of the Cotswolds.

The pub arrived in the late 1600s. Thick ironstone walls, stone mullioned windows, an inglenook you could sit inside. By the front you'll find the old mounting block, a slab of limestone carved with the date 1694, where riders stepped down off their horses before coming in for a drink. It's Grade II listed now. Back then it was just the step.

For three hundred odd years this was a stop on the old road between Banbury and Shipston-on-Stour, until the turnpike bypassed the village and left Epwell exactly as it was. Which, honestly, worked out rather well for everyone.

So why The Chandlers Arms?

Chandlers were candle makers, and this is where the story gets good.

In 1707, a footman in Queen Anne's palace called William Fortnum spotted an opportunity. The Queen insisted on fresh candles every single night, which left a small mountain of half-burnt wax going spare. Fortnum sold it on, did rather well, and persuaded his landlord to go into business with him. His landlord's name was Hugh Mason. Their little shop became Fortnum & Mason, the grandest grocer in the world, and it all started with candle ends.

The story goes that Mr Mason lived here in Epwell, and that Mason was one of the first licensees of this very pub. We can't prove it in a courtroom. It's the kind of tale that's been passed across this bar for generations, and we're not about to be the ones who stop telling it.

Location

We're only a short drive from Banbury, Stratford-upon-Avon, Chipping Norton, Shipston-on-Stour and Leamington Spa, close enough for a spontaneous lunch, far enough away that it actually feels like you've escaped.

If you're making a day of it, you're spoilt for choice. Wander around Upton House & Gardens, pretend you know what you're looking at in the British Motor Museum, get gloriously lost on one of the countless walking routes, then reward yourself with a pint that's been waiting patiently for you.

Or skip all of that and just come straight here. We won't judge.

Whether you're dropping in for a quick bite, settling in for the afternoon or accidentally closing the bar with your mates, we've got the fire lit, the beer cold and a table waiting.

 

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