We could have stayed in the Templar all night, but a crawl’s a crawl.
Here’s that map again. Next stop, Whitelocks (E). Even people in London have heard of Whitelocks, surely ?
We cut through the Victorian arcade, Paul Mudge charging ahead at the front. He’s quicker than our tour guide in Singapore 20 years ago.
But on the way through the arcade, in the midst of Louis Vuitton and Baylis & Harding, we spotted BEER.
Well, Camden, anyway.
And they were giving it away free, on a whirlwind tour around the bits of the country that aren’t London (i.e. the real bits).
But that’s not why I’m telling you it was the beer of the day. It was the beer of the day because it was cold and fizzy. And 8%, which may have coloured my judgement. And for the benefit of those of you who hate Camden now, just remember…
Paul sat on the bench and on his rosary recited from the CAMRA book of common prayer against Evil Keg. Sorry for keeping you waiting Paul.
More craft breweries should give away strong beer to well-oiled Pub Men if you ask me. It might get the vote above 75% next time out.
We made Whitelocks by nightfall. In the absence of CCTV you’ll have to guess what Dick is saying here.
Those nice Yorkies had left a big outside table for us, even if it does seem to be sloping.
Everyone knows Whitelocks, it’s the Betty’s of pub. There’s even a “Wait to be seated” sign. Still a Proper Pub, despite that, with folk of all ages and varieties inside and out.
An array of beers you’ve never heard of; they must save the Theakston for the regulars.
The bloke in front had the Magic Rock (on the left),even though it was a fiver for some unfathomable reason. So I did too.
It was the best cask of the day (and so it should be for a fiver).
But never mind that. My notes say;
“Kate fox watching the enf”
What can it mean ? And why can’t my notes be as neat as Richard’s notes ?
This was the cue for me to nip back to my Ibis Budget and pick up a huge bag of CAMRA magazines for Dave, who reads them before bedtime.