Monday isn’t a great time to organise a mini pub crawl of Cambridge for, but there you go.
Pub Curmudgeon was in town, and that nice Andrew from West Suffolk CAMRA joined us to
drinks loads of Abbot see what was new.
We had no clue what we’d be doing beyond a burger and pint at the Alex, famed as the place where BRAPA nicked Mrs RM’s chips at Christmas.
The Alex had very kindly made the new Beer Guide, making Simon’s pre-emptive perusal very opportune indeed.
Definitely on the Mill Road Run these days, and the Citra was edging 3.5 again despite being end-of-the barrel.
Despite a bargain burger deal (we fought over the sweee potato fries) it was a bit quiet, but at least it was open.
As the official tour guide, I pointed out the mysterious Top Tape shop still awaiting a visit from hipster cassette enthusiast Matthew Lawrenson.
Some nice old signage on the walk from Gwydir Street to the Kite too.
Where next ?
Any proper logic would have had us walking 3 miles to visit a closed micropub or craft bar. Instead, we picked the next nearest Greene King pub.
When I visited the Free Press a few weeks after a very rare change of owners here, I was thrilled to see it unchanged, if that makes sense.
They’d even kept the old fashioned pump clips.
Three things made this visit a bit special, and Old Mudgie’s a cappella version of Aqualung wasn’t one of them.
We actually got the snug,
The barfolk (?) were jovial and chatty,
And the Mild, a bit chilled last time, was just perfect.
Actually, the famed snug was a bit too snug, but having taking possession of it and planted our PubMan flag in the corner,we weren’t giving it up for students.
Mind you, the students aren’t back yet, so again a quiet pub and we should be grateful that Cambridge pubs seem to have increased opening hours over the last decade.
Two hours, two pints, where next d’ya think ?