More holiday snaps, this time from a surprise revisit to Perth only 6 months after I thought I’d finished it for ever back in those halcyon days of the CAMRA AGM.
Apparently today the north of Britain is under water, but a week ago Perth was bathed in Autumnal splendour.
Back in April I gave up waiting in the Capital Asset and said;
“I really should have had a pint here. It’s only recently been GBG and is bound to be back next year to spite me”.
Sigh.
There was ONE member of staff serving , a stoical fellow who would have coped well with the rigours of Bannockburn, but struggled with a posse of SNP delegates (so their lanyards said) out to complete the work that Wallace started.
They had QUESTIONS about the beer. The only thing worse than people showing an interest in beer is a person asking for a taster. They asked for tasters.
And doesn’t real ale take a long time to pour.
Our hero barman saw me looking forlornly after standing wiith CAMRA voucher in hand for a good 10 minutes and said to me “Who’s next ?”
“A pint of Jack Back please and I have a voucher”
“I think those ladies with a complex food order were next” he said. If you KNEW why’d you ask ? I thought.
Eventually my time came,the longest wait over.
“A pint of Jack Back please and I have a voucher“
The slowest service of the trip, in the grimmest pub, but possibly the best pint, a cool, rich foamy 3.5+.
And that’s the story of Spoons this GBG year. Some very good beer, without that long pull taste, but the wait gets longer and longer.
Be careful what you wish for.
retiredmartin 
Always the way …a sh*** pub with rubbish service and no atmosphere irritatingly delivers a killer pint!
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And vice versa!
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I’d have had the Durdle Door… just to annoy the locals.
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“those halcyon days of the CAMRA AGM” – I remember then well.
Only six months now to York.
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Sigh. I have huge gaps in my blogging replying. But, hopefully, that is all behind me. I closed the sale on my mother’s house on Thursday (after a frantic few days getting the cleaning organised and all of the paperwork emailed, notarised, and sent back in time!, plus cancelling all of the utilities, which took until a day after the house had sold! – and all from about 4,500km away with a 3 hour time difference!).
“Apparently today the north of Britain is under water”
Very decent of them to take the place of Togo for being under water. 🙂
“Rather lovely”
You do know I had to lie on my back for a week so they could get the church spire just right. 😉
“If you KNEW why’d you ask ? I thought.”
I would’ve said it out loud, with a few swear words thrown in, and blamed it on Tourette’s. 😉
“Judgeth me not by my lacings”
We judge you more by your plant pot rehydration. 🙂
“Be careful what you wish for.”
Ain’t that the truth!
Cheers
PS – “wiith CAMRA voucher”
Aye, aye! 🙂
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Ah yes, the well-known H. M. Bateman cartoon of “The man who asked for a taster in Spoons when they were six deep at the bar.” 😂
That’s one pub I have actually been in before you. Just thought it was a typical bog-standard Spoons in a nice building.
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Yes, very bog-standard in nice building mode.
Annoyingly I’d been in here in April but the queue was just as daft then and tables were scarcer than humour on Discourse.
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‘Spoons service is legendary. I once wrote to their magazine about their “service with a snarl”, and blow me down, they printed it and have me a £10 voucher.
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Impressive lack of censorship!
I bet their staff are some of the hardest working and least appreciated in pubs.
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Some are. Some aren’t.
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Had a good laugh at your ‘Judgeth me not by my lacings’ caption.
“And on the eighth day God said, ‘Let there be lacings,’ and there were lacings. And God saw that they were good. (Though perhaps not quite so good as they’d been back in the 1970s).” 🙂
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