Well I would have told you about the second new Denton GBG entry this morning, but I had to take Mrs RM to the dentist as her filling fell out. I blame the craft keg, it rots your teeth.
The Carter’s Arms opened at 4, as is the new noon as far as town boozers go, so I had an hour to do some urban exploration into Haughton Green.
Starting at the stunning church of St Lawrence, which looks like it’s escaped from a Cheshire National Trust property.
Haughton Green has never needed my GBG ticking abilities, and appears not to have an essential Chinese takeaway, but I was impressed by the effort put into a succession of “Heritage Information” boards, many describing things that patently weren’t there anymore.
The buildings that were still there, like the farmhouse and church, were unexpectedly magnificent.
WhatPub warned not to expect pub miracles though.
With unlimited capacity, I might have popped into the Robinson’s pub (Chapel House Hotel), but I was headed for the Valley.
The Tameside Trail that leads to Reddish, and thence to civilisation at Stockport, is underappreciated, except by dog walkers and the fortunates living in the Ivy Cottages at the bottom of Meadow Lane. That really was bucolic.
Back in Denton, the clock ticked past 4pm at the Carter’s Arms. In 2017, you should never expect pubs to open on time.
To avoid looking over-eager, I perused the live listings;
But by 4.05 I was chatting to the cheeriest Landlord on Stockport Road over a top pint of Howard Town.
This was a Tameside version of the Furnace in Hoyland. A community local that cared about the beer, expressing concern that there might not be enough left in the barrel to give me a decent pint.
Clearly taking on the Carter’s and running it as a proper pub was a long-term ambition, and he was going all out to make it welcoming to everyone, even the knitting club whose meisterwerks made the place so jolly.
So, two winners for the High Peak, and for Denton, and for Proper Pubs.