Just back from the End of the Road Festival to find the Beer Guide still not delivered. I am surprisingly calm, considering.
The return to a world of internet is quite a shock, as was the arrival of “Craft” at End of the Road, a music festival that eschews an excess of modernity. On my first visit in 2011the festival house beer was Shep Neame’s Late Red, now it’s from Milk Street.
Beavertown arrived this year in their own little craft den in a classically styled garden. I’ve enjoyed their beers at music venues before, but largely in cans for a fiver. Getting to taste the range on draft in the
sun rain was a highlight of the Festival, particularly for Mrs RM.
The launch on Friday was a bit of a let-down, big queues of fan-boys but no beer till well after 1pm due to “technical issues”, and only a couple of beers on draft. Mrs RM resorted to cans of Black Betty before I admonished her for that lapse in good taste.
Things picked up on the Saturday as whatever techie issues they had were resolved, the new Lupuloid IPA was launched, and the staff became rather more chatty about their beers (and the bands). A few punters were notably taken back at the £6 price tag, but with Summer Lightning at a fiver they weren’t bad value by festival standards).
I don’t do beer tasting, but the new Lupaloid was superb and I was happy to leave Mrs RM on the Betty, as we made the biggest contribution to Tottenham’s economy since Adele went shopping for booksof swear words.
It was mistake to try and fob Mrs RM off with a wheat beer.