A bonus post for pub tickers sworn to the rules of GBG completion. “Never shalt ye returneth to a pub once cask hath been drank and pink marker applied“.
But if I’d gone straight back to the campervan I’d have had to talk about politics or conservatories with Mrs RM, and the Germans were a goal down to the Swedes at half-time, so I succumbed to a return visit to the Coach & Horses.
When a pub bothers to put on Draught Bass it’s only fair you should pop back for a second pint.
Which meant the Bass was again Drinking Very Well (NBSS 3.5), as we Bass bores say.
More importantly, the pubs had folk from across the age range, which is the mark of a good pub. Like me, they celebrated the German winner wildly, as you can see below.
That should have been that. But I hadn’t been sure about the Tam O’Shanter, as Mrs RM had picked the soulless* middle room on our afternoon visit AND drank the half herself.
This time I asked the nice man for a recommendation, and took my pint of Sulwath out into the smoking area to absorb the character.
Smokers (not me) have more fun, I’ll tell you that. I joined in chat about Berlin and bratwurst with some locals, enjoyed a soundtrack stretching from 1967 to, er, 1968 (Mr Tambourine Man), and noted some classic lines.
“Eggs are just whole boneless skinless chickens, y’know”
Some wonderful art too.
Actually, the Sulwath was on the turn so I left it, but the Broughton Proper IPA was just wonderful (NBSS 4.5), so what can it all mean ?
Dumfries has pub magic, even if the cask ale lottery has higher odds against you than you’d hope for.
*So soulless they were showing mid-2000 U2 live on the telly.