It can never be said too often; Manchester is a great night out. Particularly when it starts in a £25 budget hotel in the “dodgy part of Eccles” (Source: Quosh) and includes a home win against the Hammers (sorry Mr Protz).
It must have been a glorious evening. Even the bit of Salford near Old Trafford looked spectacular at sunset.
And is there a better urban view as you leave from a station than this one at Deansgate ?
Manchester was heaving at 6pm on a Wednesday night in March, and you can’t put that down solely to the visit of
Newham Stratford’s finest.
Nearly every pub and restaurant from Deansgate into town was packed.
Anyway, too much beer before the game is a bad idea, so I made do with curry at this little gem tucked down the alley known as Back Piccadilly which is where the murder scenes in “The Wire” were shot. It makes This’n’That looks posh.
A smartly-dressed young lady joined in expressing disappointment at the unavailability of the aubergine curry, so I settled for lamb and okra for £6. My tummy said “Thanks“.
As is traditional, you get one new bit of street art from the walk to the Etihad.
I’ll spare you the match details, bit of a nervy 1-0, and I was glad to just miss my Piccadilly tram back to Weaste as I could then justify a nerve settling pint at the Bulls Head, a Manc institution that deserves a bit more love. Anywhere north of here and it’s a GBG cert.
The quietest I’ve seen it; still bustling but at least you can see how gorgeous it is, and grab a table.
This is a simple pub but a class act, superbly run, and I don’t just say that because they’ve got the Pedi back on.
You’ll know how often I say “Great pub, dull beer“. The Pedi was marvellous, cool and sulphurous (NBSS 4). How could we doubt it ? Only by pouring it flat into a jug and then serving it could you improve the experience (try doing that with a hundred City fans at the bar though).
I saw young lads buying pints of Pedi, some of them had beards. Is the BBB comeback on ?