I remember the sad day the pub changed its name to the HogsHead and many of the locals rebelled and went elsewhere but there was great delight when eventually it changed back again but I don't ever remember any link to the ancient druids as they had always been two separate boozers.
I remember something about now being the only pub called the Druid's Arms. But perhaps they were tallking about just using the word 'Druid's'?
Names apart, it was quite a decent pub when it was the Hogs - a real fire, for a start, decent beers, and lots of little nooks and crannies to hide away in and get some peace. In my single days, my treat (when I could afford it!), was to buy a book in Waterstones, and then go over the road and enjoy it, and a pint or two, in the Hogs. Happy days...
Not been in there for a few years (or, sadly, many other pubs...) but one thing I'm sure won't have changed was that strange step just before (or after?) you went into the gents! That seems to be a common thing in pubs - do they do it deliberately to check how pissed you are???
It is still there and last year an Aldershot fan didn't notice and hit the step and flew face first into the wall making a huge hole in the plaster much to everyone's amusement.