YOU’RE MY-YY-YY, YOU’RE MY FAVOURITE WEASTE OF TIME

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Back to my Birthday.  With any luck I’ll finish this mini-series before my next one.

I think you know the route by now, a zigzag through Castlefield and Salford Quays into the glories of Greater Eccles.

Weaste
Coach & Horses marked as 350 Eccles New Road

Clearly, I should have gone straight to bed and listened to the Match of the Day inquest on the City loss, but how can you resist this ?

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Pub conveniently sited next to budget hotel
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Window
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Door
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Pub

With pictures like that, there’s lot a not to be said, is there ?

Oh, you’ll want to see the loos.

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My notes say;

“Imposing Landlord”

“Alan Winfield”

“Gorgeous”

Shall I ask about Cloudwater

Before you get too excited, there’s no cask.  But most CAMRA members who post on Discourse would have you believe that OBB is made of gerbils and turps anyway, so their loss.

Not a lot of keg choice either.

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Your actual stout

Very Sam Smiths, you could be somewhere smart like the Shovels in Alty or the Queen’s Head in Stocky; Sam’s pubs rarely give many clues about the locale.

I sat away from the giant fire in the best room with my £2.30 pint of creamy stout and felt I was in pub heaven.

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The best room

Locals were discussing their their shopping bargains, possibly from the Rifle Drum.

“Whyte & McKay £16 a litre !”

“I bought a brand new telly;  I don’t know how to use it”

“He moved to Romiley”

and other stuff you can’t really say in 2018 Woke Salford.

What a pub.

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Glorious seating

But suddenly I felt famished.

 

 

20 thoughts on “YOU’RE MY-YY-YY, YOU’RE MY FAVOURITE WEASTE OF TIME

    1. By the way that’s just me,metaphorically,jogging on the spot and throwing out a few left hooks in preparation for the Big One.
      El Clasico of commenting.
      The unified heavyweight championship of cutting commentary.
      The first response to the first RM post of 2019.
      ” In the red corner representing Canada where the Mounties always get their non-binary gender,the man they call the Canuck Commenting Cannonball,the Maple Leaf Mauler,the Punch-Packing Pecksniffian Prodnose,the Tautological Typo-Tracking Terror …. ladies and gennelmen it’s Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuss the Rough-House Russtovich. “

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    1. Yes, indeed.
      I love Sam Smiths pubs, well those with proper beer from casks, all day long.
      I love Wetherspoon venues before noon but hate them after noon – well not quite.
      I’ve used more of Humphrey’s than Tim’s in recent months despite there not being any near me.

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  1. ““Alan Winfield””

    That tells us all we need to know. 🙂

    “Locals were discussing their their shopping bargains,”

    I actually get excited now when saving a few bob shopping for my wife’s lunch truck. 😉

    “What a pub.”

    (nods)

    Cheers

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  2. Such a beautiful pub and no cask. Such a waste. Like a restaurant for fine dining and no hot food (sorry, best I could think of).

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    1. Not a waste (no pun) at all. The regulars didn’t drink it fast enough, even at £2 a pint, so Humphrey Smith took it out. Last thing they want is that retiredmartin complaining about stale beer that’s been they’re more than 2 days !

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    1. Sam Smiths are a bit shy; they’d probably deny their own existence ! They own the Albert Park in Broughton and Albert Edward in Eccles as well, plus half the pubs in Rochdale. Salford is a big area, though I doubt the BBC area aware it exists outside of Media City.

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