You might think it rather telling that my “featured image” (above) for Withernsea is a visualisation of what the Prom might look like one day; I couldn’t possibly comment.
My massive master GBG spreadsheet tells me this is my first ever pub in “Withered“, as its friends probably call it. But I’ve clearly been here before, the Navigator never lies.
I knew it was a “traditional” cheap ‘n’ cheerful resort, as we could have camped there last Easter for about a fiver. Mrs RM said no.
Without Mrs RM to stop me, I made my way along the prom before the new micro pub opened at 4. Look at the Old Boat Shed’s What Pub page closely.
I’ll start with the Withernsea positives.
It does have sand, which is good for a beach resort.
And a little lookout you can sit in and hide from BRAPA.
And a view to some distant land, full of mystery and eastern delight (actually it’s Bridlington).
And some historic photographic panels that show what it was like before aeroplanes and craft beer meant folk from Hull had to come here on charabancs for their holidays.
And a sort of outside entertainments arena where Bruce Springsteen is booked to play next year, perhaps.
And the lighthouse was atmospheric as the sun pierced through.
And the terrace Catholic Church is a classic.
And finally, it does have a British Legion, though the mobility scooter needs a bit of work.
But the “famous” chippy was closed, always a bad sign at a resort I assumed got year round trade from Hull’s gentlefolk and haddock connoisseurs.
On the downside, the central area was a bit rundown, and not just because the clock was wrong.
The shops were “interesting“.
I nearly bought Simon a present, but the scarf shop was shut.
I thought the pubs…
…unprepossessing, to use the long word.
At 4pm I walked up to the Old Boatshed, by some way the smartest place in town. The sign on the door said “Open at 4pm“. You know how this one goes.
“Can I HELP you ?)
“Are you open ?”
There were 3 people in there, all eager to confirm they weren’t open, and should “come back in about half an hour“.
You don’t get that in Marston’s or Greene King pubs, do you ? Just as well there was one chippy open, well done Lifeboat Fish & Chips.
£6 for this lot, served by pleasant staff.
20 minutes later….
All was well with the world, as long as the Boatyard was open.
It wasn’t of course, so I wobbled round the block for ten minutes.
And then it was open,
As I approached the bar,
“What can I get ya ?”
GIVE ME A SECOND !!!!
But that’s the grumpiness over. Pleasant, chatty people, proper seating, and some fantastic beer.
That stout was hard to fault, especially as it was first out of the pumps. Cool, rich and foamy, NBSS 4.
All was well with Withernsea, which the Tourist Board can have for their slogan if they want.
Even better, the nice lady chased me down the street after I left my OS map. A Pub Man without his Explorer would have been ever grumpier than usual. Thanks for that.