Greetings from Seaforth, the fag end of Bootle, and a place where my nearest entry on What Pub is called the “Cock & Seamen“. Clearly a Captain Pugwash theme bar.
Two more decent GBG pubs in Newport (Isle of Wight) for you, enjoyed a little too quickly if I’m honest. One was a micro, one was a dining pub. What could go wrong ?
The tourism bit didn’t take long. I’m sure there was a pleasant market town there once before the modernisation. A bit like Hitchin.
Look at the What Pub extract and see Newport’s successful attempt to enter the 1990s; Travelodge, Halford, Currys, McDonalds and Matalan have all arrived.
Even a micro pub to take the Isle into the 1700s.
The big bonus on Wight is that the pubs are open all the time, even the little ones. Newport Ale House clearly hasn’t read the Herne Rule Book. On the plus side, it was all a bit wordless and veered towards “retired bloke micro” (suits me then, you say).
This gets my vote straightaway by being pubby and serving beers you’ve heard of. Apart from the Heritage Masterpiece from Burton which was pretty good.
Some proper bar stools, odd arm chairs, and one of those Mew, Langton & Co mirrors from an industrial estate on Wrexham.
Si will love this one. The Landlord sang along to all the ’80s hits.
“I’m still standing…” “Yeah, yeah, yeah”
“I gotta New Sensation...” “New Sensation”
Too much excitement, so I headed for the classic giant eatery that is the Bargeman’s Rest. Note the monument to the BRAPA marker in the garden.
Thing of a Brewer’s Fayre with lots of local nautical tat. It works very well.
It was 3.45, so a quiet time for diners in a town where regular lunch/tea time hours are still enforced by the New Puritans. The music was 1940s crooners, appropriately.
Surprisingly, a great drinkers pub, aided by a brilliant barmaid of the “My love” variety who knew ALL the customers (except me), guessed their orders and then discussed gambling addictions at length with them.
This was the chance to Go Local. You don’t see Goddards very much round Waterbeach, and their flagship “Fuggle-De-Dum” as I gave it a tour of the pub. NBSS 3 & rising.
My favourite pub of the day, and I would have stayed for a Knickerbocker Glory if not for the bus to Cowes calling my name (possibly literally).