Always draw them in to your blog with a Bass mirror. Even though they know there’s no chance of Draught Bass in a new micropub in Bradford-on-Avon.
I arrived at the door at 7.01pm, fearing the micro worst.
You know, high tables, hops and halting conversation.
The Stumble is stunning. It actually looks like a Proper Pub, with separate drinking areas and comfortable seats and all that.
“Ooh, can I take a picture of your Bass mirror?” I squealed.
Our landlady was charm itself, explaining, to my delight, there was only one beer on at the moment.
“How many can you drink at once ?” quoth I, tiresomely.
Even better, she tasted her own beer before serving it. I do wish more pubs would taste their own beer rather than expecting us to do it for them.
I thought the Hop Back GFB was pulled from the barrel, but on reflection it probably came from the unmarked pump. Someone who cares will know.
Anyway, it was cool and frothy, an easy-drinking 3.5.
For five minutes I had the place to myself, always a mixed blessing, before it started to fill up with a real mix of Avon life.
A discussion about the Stonehenge green beer, on which I am now expert having had a third at Cambridge Beer Fest, allowed me into the conversation, something of an ordeal at some micros.
No doubt if I’d stayed long enough I’d have been allowed to play table skittles.
Or found out what the young chap at the bar was entering into his giant ledger. I did learn his partner came from Sutton in the Fens, my second Cambridgeshire coincidence in a week.
“Raise your goblets” said someone. Don’t hear that often.
The Stumble. A micropub even BRAPA will like.
And a really great place to do this: