My last pint was either going to be here, in the Cons Club (fail) or one of the two Wetherspoons, so you can see what an agonising choice it was.
I obviously rated No. 7 highly 5 years ago, scoring a 4 for beer and highlighting it in gold on my famous spreadsheet. As you’ll see (top), it looks gorgeous from the outside.
On Thursday night it was Barnsley. Lots of ordinary folk of all ages here, out for a “pub night” rather than a beer tasting. Just standing at the bar I saw six different pumps used, a rarity on a pub visit these days.
And like all great “Proper Pubs“, it was playing “Gold” by Spandau Ballet. Some things never change in Barnsley.
What I most like is that they promote their own beers in their Tap, so you’ll always get a top pint of their classic Bitter. Served slightly less chilled than the Yorkshire norm, it was close enough to NBSS 4 on my scientific rating to maintain the retiredmartin 3 ticks.
The only downside is that as a long, thin bar, the proper seating is a bit limited at 10pm, so you’re stuck along the wall on high seats. But I can forgive that when the post-Question Time banter* is so good. There is a downstairs bar but I’m scared of heights.
Mrs RM has reminded me that on that New Years Eve 25 years ago she was offered a Cinzano infused coffee as a post pizza nightcap (they didn’t know what Tia Maria was). I couldn’t find that pizzeria, but the eloquently named “Yummy” did a sweet and sour pork with rice for £5.10 to keep me within budget.
*I know they’ve been to Question Time as one of them is wearing a waistcoat.