Next step, sunny South Shields.
Or rather, back to Pelaw to wait for a connection to Shields. A chance to admire a Tyneside station in the snow.
I know nothing about Pelaw, beyond an industrial history based entirely on Co-Op patronage and as the birthplace of Chris Waddle, one of the Top 3 players I’ve ever seen (with the worst haircut).
Pelaw itself lacks a craft beer bar or Sam Smiths (yet), in fact the closest real ale pub was apparently last surveyed in 2008, which is all you need to know.
So onto the Marine.
A first trip here from some years, and a favourite seaside resort of mine, though the sand dunes looked a bit white today. Plenty of good pubs down by the docks, a Bass stronghold in the centre, and some seaside pubs by the amusements. Hope that sells it to you.
And some classic town views from the metro platform in the sky.
The town centre itself is a bit functional, but then so is Chelmsford. The seagulls are enormous, feasting on leftovers from literally hundreds of Italian and Indian restaurants along Ocean Drive, but being a bit scared by one of the fun pubs.
The Marine is an unlikely looking new GBG entry.
It looks very Southend. But then again so does South Shields.
Cosy in parts, sporty in parts, “real ale pub” in part.
The prices were “competitive“,
and the beer range is superb. Shiny handpumps, NO jam jars.
Just a half dozen Old Boys and shoppers in on a quiet lunchtime session, but the Prince Bishop was cool and tasty (NBSS 3.5), the music from Creedence Clearwater Revival, and the welcome sincere. A pub with great local character.
I had 11 minutes to make the ferry to North Shields. Google said it would take 12. Would I make it ?