For ten points, name the beer above. It’s one of my favourites, and the redeeming feature of my diversion to Skipton and Cross Hills.
I almost skipped Skipton completely due to a phenomenon known as “slow uploading of photos”. That would never do. You’d have missed out on my Mood Photo.
Gallagher’s Ale House looks and sounds like a micro, but on a dank Friday night it felt more like a social club over-spilling into the village car park. As you’ll see, ale definitely not the drink of choice, which works for me. The more mixed a crowd, the better.
Inside it was a bit manic, and obviously standing room only. Anyone who’s been to Naylor’s Tap round the corner will recognise the experience.
There were too many children running around to take good photos, or avoid traumatic bumps and brusies, and I suspect Pub Curmudgeon would have had “issues” with the place.
An interesting experience, for once rescued by Burslem’s finest (big clue there). NBSS 3.5.
Back in Skipton, this year’s inevitable lone new GBG tick is the Three Links Club, rather too quiet for my liking if I’m honest, but serving decent beer well below the town average price, which of course is all that counts.
Goodness knows what they make of the occasional pub tourist.
Some BRAPAesque conversation in an Am Dram style here overheard over a Tina Turner soundtrack.
“What about the character dressed as a lady ?”
“He has lovely legs”
No, you’re right. It’s not that great. The Hetton Pale was decent, though (NBSS 3).
Noisy micropubs and quiet social, all part of the GBG’s rich pageant. Expect I’ll be back for a bottle shop in September.