Ely Cathedral really is a wonder now they’ve taken the scaffolding off and put live ammunition in the cannon.
As Paul Bailey wrote when he visited with us last year, the view from the meadows (i.e. from Bryan’s chippy) is the star, but the front isn’t shabby, either.
That view from outside the Minster Tavern (top) may be the best though. Inside, five classic BBBs and a frisson of Craft.
“Which one’s going fastest ?” I asked.
“The Rev” said the honest lady.
One sip proved I was right to ask. A cool chewy beer reminiscent of 6X at its best.
Two cheery ladies with pints of Hop House admired my Reverend.
“Ooh. Is that an ale ?”
“It is. It’s lovely (it was). You should have one next“.
So a point for recognising ladies can drink two pints at a sitting, and a point lost for recommending they exceed the Governmental alcohol limits.
I’m hoping to get into the Top 10 for “Blogs celebrating the scum on a pint of real ale“. This Rev James was tremendous, improving from NBSS 3.5 to 4 over time.
It’s a lovely place. There’s a bit too much tat, 6 Nations and promotions especially, but it had the feel of a locals pub anyone can go too at any time of the day. Food dominates the riverside pubs but was playing second fiddle here.
Of course, there’s no getting away from Harry Kane. Or Ed Sheeran, whose Galway Girl ushered me out.
No, I didn’t have time for chips on the way to the station.