This blogging lark is a doddle. Visit a pub, take photos surreptitiously, keep a running gag about pashminas going, and hope against hope for a witty pun or an “Out of Order” condom machine.
Ashton-in-Makerfield was always going to let me down on the pashminas, even in the Wetherspoons.
Though the potholes give some opportunities for alliteration.
And as for Proper Pubs, are there some potential pre-emptives ?
But I’m here to finish Greater Manchester GBG18 at the Caledonian.
I’m not here to reignite geographical arguments (see: Stockport), but surely Wigan & St Helens deserves its own Guide chapter, having cleared up at the CAMRA Pub of the Year awards ?
There’s something about a redbrick Tetley Walker hotel that really appeals, whatever you think of the Tets.
Let’s enter, shall we ?
It’s the sort of beer range I like. There was an Adnams as well, lurking somewhere.
The welcome was as great as you expect in Greater Wigan, the Landlady telling me about the joys of marking the locals’ football predictions.
Scarily, the chaps in the main bar were actually watching the Gooners v Hammers match, and discussing the finer points. “That Harry Kane, ‘ees no good“.
It was a rubbish match (sorry Mr Protz), but a creamy and satisfying Tetley. Rubbish glass, nearly as bad as the Adnams one.
It’s always a joy to visit a proper community pub new to the Guide, rather than a square box with high tables and over-hopped bangers.
And the pub itself is rather gorgeous.
A northern pub without toilet humour isn’t a real northern pub, of course.
The best possible way to finish Gtr Manc, with “Sledgehammer” booming out and Wilshere whining about something or other. But I hope they get their machine fixed soon.
And finally, apropos of nothing, a photo from the shopping centre. I reckon that covers all your possible shopping needs.