I still get people commenting on this blog about how unlucky I am to go loads of rubbish pubs when I could just go to the Maypole/Cambridge Blue/Petersgate Tap all the time and drink great beer in convivial surroundings.
Where’s the fun in that ?
The next stop, via two buses and a walk through an industrial estate, would be low down most CAMRA members’ “must-see” list, but of course high on mine.
Central Warrington has the food-free boozers, but the distinct suburbs below the M62 at least provide a Pedigree or Abbot with your carvery.
It’s been refurbished recently, presumably to attract the hallucinatory market.
A couple of gentle folk dining to the left, a couple of Old Boys drinking
Cloudwater Carling at the bar, more TVs with Sky debating the transfer window than you could count.
The service was cheery, as it generally is in Marston pubs, and a barmaid sensed my despair at the three barren hand pumps,
“But we’ve got EPA and Hobgoblin !!”
Never have I felt so pleased to find a half of Marston’s EPA.
“There ya go chuck” Possibly my first ever “Chuck“.
£6.25 for two courses* and a very decent half (NBSS 3). Looking now I see that if I’d had a pint it would only have been £5.95, and that will surely haunt me to the end of time.
I have a feeling that in a couple of hours, when the primary schools discharge their Sams and Simons, the Seven Woods might see a bit more custom for its bargain meals. I was almost tempted by the toy grabber myself. That’s the second one in a new Beer Guide pub this year after Durham.
* Nachos and hunters chicken weren’t gourmet, in fact they weren’t as good as Spoons grub, but they were a bargain. I was fed and watered and out within 20 minutes.