I feel I’ve neglected Mark Crilley of late by forgetting to add videos of classic 1983 UK pop hits. Here’s one I’d long forgotten from our Antipodean
I had 12 minutes to wait for the 19:08 from Wigan North Western to Bolton, scene of my final tick.
Time for a quick half in the venerable Wigan Central, a national Top 4 pub. A few minutes delay would be helpful.
EVERYONE I’ve ever met who’s been to Wigan (5.5 people) raves about the Central, mentioning that train times board. It’s not unique, you know !
The train carriage themes seating is a draw, too, and brings in people with pashminas as well as ponytails. It’s a typical “allcomers welcome” station buffet, except it’s round the corner under the arches.
What I like about this place, apart from the mix of visitors, is the unfussy beer selection. You’ll have heard of the breweries if not the beers, so you’re spared the worst tickers excesses.
The staff are unflappable and cheery, so I’ll forgive the branded uniform, always a turn-off in these award-winning pubs.
The Abbeydale was exceptionally crisp and creamy (NBSS 3.5+), so success hasn’t gone to their heads. Even sitting along the side wall, it was a decent places to eavesdrop on Wigan domesticity over a beer.
Just don’t go in the music room if you’re allergic to scatter cushions.
Yes, of course I made the 19:08. By a whole 8 seconds.