Carpenters Arms / "The Carps"

You'll find yourself on Witham Street in the heart of Boston, pushing through the door of a pub that's been keeping locals happy for decades. The Carps—as everyone calls it—is the kind of place where your neighbours know your name and the bar staff remember your usual without asking. It's got that lived-in warmth you can't manufacture: wood panelling, proper lighting that doesn't make you look dead, and the sort of crowd that ranges from pensioners nursing a pint to younger folks after something genuine. This is where Boston actually drinks, not where it poses.