I’ve done all the easy counties now.
Time for the remote ones (West Wales, Devon), the ones with micro heaven/hell (Hants, Lancs) and the one with gastro dreadfulness. Yes, a return to Cheshire, so much less since they lopped off Stockport and gave it to the Mancs.
I start at the place which can console itself that at least it’s not Hartford.
Here’s what you think Northwich, Cheshire will look like;
And it does. But there’s also this;
As an aficionado of shopping and leisure centres, I reckon Barons Quay is a cracker. Not that I’d ever do any actual shopping or leisuring (?) there, but it’s smart and functional and integrates well with the long pedestrianised High Street.
I’d only ever been to Northwich a few times, last time for the Spoons (the only recent Guide entry) and a solid 1-0 Cambridge win at the Vics.
But I’m here for the (inevitable) new micro, albeit a micro with possibly the most ornate frontage so far.
Actually, less micro, more gig venue-cum-café bar. A Krakatoa (keep reading this blog) for the cappuccino crowd.
Some top BRAPA faves coming up soon, including the attractive Vibrators w/Vomit.
A pleasant atmosphere for an 11am coffee, but what about one of those unpredictable pale beers from Cheshire’s endless range of microbrewers.
I “ummed” and “ahhed” and randomly chose the Spellbound, presumably by Merlin, just hoping it wasn’t soup. It wasn’t soup, it was lovely (NBSS 3/3.5), so that’s told me.
I admired the gig posters, I identified the rockabilly (always the Stray Cats), I applauded the pubiness of the back room with pool table, I contemplated a new feature for Mr Crilley’s famous YouTube channel.
“Thanks” I said, returning my glass.
“It’s a pleasure mate” said the lovely barperson.
It really was.