I would like to echo my father’s sentiments in his letter regarding the name change to the Warbill-in-Tun pub in Warbleton. That sentence itself should explain why so many are, like me dismayed.
Local legend has it that the Warbill (as it’s locally known) was so named because a thirsty soldier opened a tun (barrell) of beer with his war bill.
The village of Warbleton itself, a still sleepy Sussex hamlet, was at the centre of the local iron industry from the 1540s to the late 1700s. Cannons and other articles were made there and shipped out from Pevensey. It was also home to Richard Woodman, the Sussex Protestant martyr burned at the stake in Lewes during the reign of Bloody Mary. His story is as compelling as any you could read. I imagine that the lovely lilting play on words that link the name of the village and its pub is also a part of the story.
The Sussex dialect,
officially now almost extinct, created it, if you like. And that is why perhaps, its abandonment for a trendy new tag is especially lamentable to locals.
Jane Hamper, Heathfield