On to my last Lincolnshire Beer Guide pub, always a bittersweet moment. Something to do with the diacetyl, I guess.
Not a great county, for pubs or beer, but that’s not really the point of all this, is it ?
In Lincolnshire, it’s often about windmills.
This is Burgh-le-Marsh, a pretty village 5 miles and 5 billion light years from bracing Skegness, which I so enjoyed last year.
It’s now bypassed, so greebos from Grantham don’t stop and litter kebab wrappers on their way home from the coast at weekends, leaving Burgh bucolic.
I wasn’t exactly mown down in the rush for the Bell Hotel.
So what gets the Bell in the beer Guide, when, say, Manchester’s Hare & Hounds isn’t.
Perhaps it’s the George Formby night.
Or the ultra-rare pool/darts/jukebox combo.
Or the excellent collections of charity boxes.
Or the extensive range of beers brewed under a Skegness railway arch.
You can imagine how thrilled I was to see a lone XB handpump, though if I’m honest there’s been a few too many tired pints of Batemans over recent years. It was good in the Brewery Centre, mind.
And it was good here too, cool and fresh (NBSS 3+). And only £3, so a nice symmetry.
The Landlord was a jolly type, astonished I’m come from Cambridge on a Sunday just to visit his pub. Wait till Duncan turns up. The lovably nosey locals will be entranced.
With the bypass meaning little passing trade, and a taxi from Skeggy costing £15, trade comes late (10pm late) and locally.
The Landlord told us to expect a regular on the dot of 5pm for his pint of XB and packet of dry roasted.
On the dot.