Didn’t get far
But the second night
He got away with our guiding light”
Bournemouth Runner – The Fall
Last pub of the first night was, indeed in Bournemouth, as foretold by Mark E Smith back in 1986. The second night ? You’ll have to wait. Is BRAPA our Guiding Light ?
As you’ll see below, All Hail Ale is perfectly located between Branksome and the main Bournemouth station, so I thought I’d get off at one and back on the other an hour later. How was I to know Bournemouth is so big ?
My evening was nearly scuppered at first base (Branksome station). I’d already had a message from Matthew complaining I’d stolen his hair gel (which I had) and now he called to tell me I’d need to come back home as he’d couldn’t unlock the front door.
“Use your initiative” I told him. “But get a kebab first“. Seemed to work.
Those western suburbs go on forever. No wonder Mark E Smith stayed in Prestwich.
Loads of Italian restaurants and estate agents, hardly any pubs, and no GBG entries till you get to the inevitable micro.
This was my sixth micro in town. I’ll post pictures of all six and ask you to tell them apart.
Just the one other customer at 6.30, who left nearly as soon as I arrived.
So I got to have a good chat with the Landlord, who pulled the beer through thoroughly and oozed quality. And kept an impressive range of beers on.
Very much in the modern craft style of micro, I had to feign interest in all the other beers before going for the Vibrant Forest, beautifully described by Si.
Yes, this was the murk. And it was lovely (NBSS 3.5+). No purple haired barmaid or Bent Double Dogs, though.
“How long is it to the station, mate ? Fifteen minutes ?”
“Good half-hour. If you run“
I ran. Just pausing long enough to bring you the Brewhouse & Kitchen (top). If you need something nice to say about Dorset, you can at least say that neither of the Brewhouse & Kitchens are in the Beer Guide.