I’m afraid the title is the best thing about this post from a frustrating afternoon in industrial Notts. Alan Winfield would have appreciated it, albeit horrified by the unfettered growth in micros.
After Manchester I spent 3 days throwing things away while Mrs RM did company accounts and tax returns. She was ready for an afternoon out in Kinky Kimberley (TIC can have that one for free) by Saturday. Frankly, anyone who’s ready for an afternoon in IKEA between Christmas and New Year has suspect judgement.
“I’ll only need an hour in IKEA” said Mrs RM. Yeah right.
Our first trip to Kimbers for more than a decade, but we used to stay here regularly before the Great Hardy & Hansons sell-out scuppered the GBG chances of some great boozers. They don’t like Greedy King round here; check old copies of Nottingham Drinker and see what I mean.
It may be industrial along the A610, but there’s still a great deal of character.
Then I came across another new micro. It’ll be in the GBG come September 15th, no doubt, but I didn’t have the heart for pre-emptive ticks.
I stopped to see the remains of the brewery,
and the Nelson and Railway that was a GBG regular till you-know-what.
Apparently, Castle Rock can do no wrong though.
It’s a lovely, bustling community pub, with a real mix of folk at tea-time (4pm) including gin tasters and families.
“Ahh, a proper bitterrrrr” said Old Boy about the Brew York. so I had that.
It was OK, tasty but lacking a bit of condition, but the pub was an ideal way to follow the Saturday 3pm FA Cup ties. All 3 of them.
So what about the micro then ? Looked fantastic.
It was closed. Here’s the What Pub link, you try finding out when they’re open.
Open when you like, folks, tell us when you’re closed. That’s all I ever ask.
(Awaits someone telling me they were open with all the lights turned off).
It started drizzling as I headed back to IKEA.