After the darkness, comes the dawn. A week after a shut pub and a traumatising derby defeat, City get to win the League at Old Trafford tonight, in front of a “full house” of United fans. I can’t let that pass.
So Wigan can say they beat the Champions this year, and Raheem Sterling, the greatest player of his generation, has as many Premierships as Leicester (i.e. one more than Liverpool).
Sadly, I couldn’t be in the Port Street Tavern or the Magnet to celebrate, so I had to make do with a trip to the newest craft beer bar in Cambridge.
Thirsty has just gone from innovative off-licence with trestle tables to proper bar with a wall of keg taps and a Dulwich-style makeover. Plus food carts and live music.
I’d already popped in for a pint of Cloudwater DIPA, but this was Mrs RM’s initiation into the world of serious Cambridge beer sipping, accompanied by half of Chesterton.
“Everyone’s much younger than us” she shouted. That’s because we’re old dear.
It felt like a return to the Winchester of Overdraft, except that the street food was South African and the music live rather than jumpy LPs. And there were toddlers crawling under your trestle table.
Thrillingly, the covers band “Inna Lights” (I kid you not) thrilled Mrs RM with an Oz medley comprising Natlalie Imbruglia’s Torn and the themes from Neighbours and Home and Away. Celebrating title wins gets no better than this.
We shared four schooners of beers called things like “Slap Yourself Silly“, “Small Vic“, and “Morrello, is it me you’re looking for“. Pub Curmudgeon will already have identified the breweries as Cloudwater (which unlike United is from Manchester), Mikkeller, and To øl. There’s no cask beer. I only had to sell one son to pay for them (all by card).
Better get used to these sort of reports; it’ll be all keg bars in the GBG after the CAMRA AGM.