A few dull ones in Norfolk, now. Perhaps.
I’d promised Curry Charles a night in Gorleston to help me complete the GBG here, but frankly accommodation, let alone curry, options were a little threadbare so I’m taking him to Leicester on Sunday. I believe there is curry there.
Gorleston was doable by train, and with a quick walk into the Acle strait I could do the Ferry at Stokesby as well without having to go on a boat.
I’m not fan of the Norfolk Broads, you’ll be astonished to know. Everything is so slow and flat and polite.
But I’ll say this; the few GBG entries in the Broads have better beer than the garbage (often homebrew) on the posher North Norfolk coast.
WhatPub describes it as a gem of a pub, which makes you wonder why it’s taken 25 years (at least) to make the Guide.
Yes, it’s all set for Sunday lunch.
And yes, inspirational writings on walls are the work of the Devil.
But look. LOOK.
Just as promised by WhatPub, one beer in Winter. One beer that you’ve heard of.
I can’t say it was very pubby, but at least I got a seat, and that lone Adnams Bitter (make a note of that name, it’ll be significant later) was a cool, rich, complex 3.5.
The rain ceased, as it always does when I turn up, and I felt at peace with the Broads.
Oddly, all my notes say are “JIG v VM SHEIK”. What can it mean ?