I hope the post on the Maraskala Labour Club piqued your interest for a series of Maltese reports, as that’s what you’ve got till the weekend when I’m back in the land of real ale and sub-zero temperatures.

It’s good to tick off Malta on my World Wall Chart, but that still leaves us over 150-odd countries to do.  I think completing the Beer Guide looks more likely unless we see a few country mergers soon.

It’s just there

Maraskala is looking quite green at the moment compared to the Bing maps aerial view, and I’m rather glad we’re here in the coolest month of the year.  Mrs RM and Matt have been complaining that it’s cold here at Portland Lodge, which just goes to show they didn’t pack enough jumpers.

Not much green there

I’m warming to the village, even though it lacks pubs, Balti mix and record shops.

Plenty of Mediterranean clichés about brightly coloured fishing boats in the harbour,

Harbour shot

but elsewhere it feels very modern, with drinkable coffee, free working WiFI and clean public toilets.  So at least we haven’t missed Wetherspoons.

Salt pans, of course

And it has salt pans (above), notable by their absence in Waterbeach and Stockport, and roughly 887 tiny convenience shops. Tellingly, those were all open selling chocolate on Saturday while the pharmacist we needed for cold remedies remained resolutely shut.

It’s a neat and tidy village, with good apartments, and restaurants that wouldn’t be out of place in Cheadle Hulme.

And the number of cats, if not pubs, would please someone.

(Non pub) cat

On our first night out we ignored the “fun pubs” with Stella and Guinness and headed for the bar at the end of the waterfront strip near the parish church.

View from Corner View

Corner View had Old Boys with caps (top), children dressed as Power Rangers, and machines dispensing plastic tat for 50 cents.

And Godfather poster

As is the fashion these days, there’s a beer list.

Craft Cans list

And that list is nearly the sum of it throughout Malta.  Heineken the only draught beer, cans of local Cisk the norm.

Cisk served too warm, Hopleaf served just right.  Less than £3 the two.

It’s not Brewdog, is it ?

Sport on TV stretched to basketball and biking, an ex-pat free zone.  Missing our bench seating and scatter cushions, we went in search of ex-pats.




  1. I know that “Cisk” is Maltese for cheque and comes from the fact that the guy who set up the brewery was a banker nicknamed that after he introduced them to the island, but I also wonder whether it’s also a play on words: cheque/Czech lager.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s