MAMMON

January 2024. Cambridge.

I’d arrived in Cambridge at 5pm, and aimed to have left by 6. M um locks the door at 7, to keep out the Waterbeach undesirables.

Mum had given me a short shopping list for the Sainsbury’s by the station (bananas and mushrooms), but with 12 minutes spare after two rapid pints in the Kingston I reckoned I could sneak a half in the Devonshire.

Nine years ago, after my retirement party, the Devvy looked a little like this;

Now, it looked a little clearer;

This is one of Milton (of Waterbeach, confusingly) Brewery’s estate, all 3 in the Guide, the Devonshire the smallest of them.

A pub for folk who drink, rather than sip, I always feel.

I wondered if I’d ever blogged about the place before, apparently I did, after a session on the Marcus Aurelius with Mrs RM in 2016.

They had the Marcus on now, but I’m a sensible drinker, and stuck to the seasonal Mammon. Only 7%, a boy’s bitter.

It started off a bit thin, before the complex favours hit home (3.5).

Five lads of varying age at the bar talking politics, a few couples of varying age talking anything but politics.

A low key classic, still, a bit like Sheffield’s Harlequin. A “Withnail and I” pub.

And no, I’ve still never watched “Withnail and I”

6 thoughts on “MAMMON

    1. I haven’t seen it but tbh don’t feel a need to do so Bill, having drunk many a pint of sometimes-vinegary Shipstone’s Basford Bitter at the Falcon with the late Viv MacKerrel in Nottingham.

      The anecdotes that he told – on which the film was based – created pictures in the mind, of a clarity and colour that I really don’t want changing.

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    1. Me too. I said I hadn’t seen it for ages, hadn’t appreciated it was a seasonal as the Marcus is seemingly permanent.

      I’d pop in more often when back in Cambridge but it’s not open lunchtimes and of course I now have a Bass outlet over the road ! (cheers for that).

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