This weekend in Halifax for a family wedding has been a revelation, and not just because I managed to get a group of elderly relatives to skip the Premier Inn breakfast in favour of Wetherspoons (savings £34.73). They weren’t as impressed with the lads off to the St Leger on their second pint of cider by 9.15. There’s a post on the magnificent centre to follow.
As the black sheep of the family, I did my usual “take a walk during the wedding” routine, sprinting from the church up Scarr Wood to Savile Park (odd spelling that).
It’s hard to convey the charms of Halifax’s Beer Guide perennial (will it make GBG 17 – we’ll know on Thursday). Tucked away in cobbled back streets in the western quarter, it made a strong impression a dozen years ago before an FA Cup defeat at The Shay.
That impression was as much about the quality of the Greene King IPA as the multi-roomed pubbiness, which reminded me a lot of Clitheroe’s New Inn or Durham’s Colpitts. This was just before IPA’s win at the GBBF, before it became illegal to express a liking for it.
John Watson on Twitter reminded me they used to serve “Ploughmans lunch in a bag”, which met my needs in 2003 but possibly would fall foul of Pub Curmudgeon’s strict criteria (and other laws) these days.
This time I settled for a packet of Snyders pretzels with a pint of Salopian Treasure Trove(NBSS 3.5), a nutritious lunch choice. First I had to explore this staggeringly beautiful pub though.
Most of the drinkers were congregated in one of the side rooms, discussing the impending clash with Stalyvegas Celtic. It says something about the pub that this feels like a pre-football pub, even though it’s a mile from the ground. In truth though, anyone can find their own little bit of the Big 6 to enjoy, even the wedding escapee.
The Landlord was very chatty about the renaissance of Halifax and its cracking pubs. I told him you can’t go wrong with Salopian (he had a strong one on as well), and I may get over the withdrawal of IPA.
QUIZ TIME – Why does “Big 6” remind me of music I shouldn’t recall from the ’80s ?