A quick stop in Worksop on the way to Sheffield to ensure James has found the toaster.
Lunch is a shared pizza and pint of Punk IPA for £6.49 in the Spoons.
“I’m a cheap date” says Mrs RM, cradling her bargain pint as I dash off for a half in my new tick.
Worksop is always worth the stop, Punk or no Punk. Some classy buildings and one of the UK’s busiest street markets.
And some Proper Pubs that will never grace the Beer Guide, unless Brewhouse & Kitchen have grand ambitions.
There’s a new pub, too. A sort of gin bar with handpumps.
Fuggles Chapter One is at the edge of town, and has two couples, one on high tables, the other more civilised.
By some miracle the bloke in front is having a pint of cask, so I follow him on the Fuggle Bunny Gold.
He’s astonished his pint and enormous fish bowl gin cost a tenner, so he’s obviously never been to Battersea.
The barmaid is taken back by my request for a half.
“NO-ONE asks for a half in Worksop”
You can trust a town where no-one asks for a half.
“Cosmopolitan” says WhatPub, which means the word Gents is banned.
Decent lacings, cool beer, homebrew taste (NBSS 3).
I return to Mrs RM via the brushes. Her Punk is finished. A quiet afternoon awaits.