22 December 2019
This post marks the eighteenth consecutive blog entry to shamelessly milk my birthday (22 December), only sixty short of the Pub blogging record (Source : Guinness Extra Cold).
The Magazine doesn’t really need a “best Bass pub” qualifier, particularly as my Top 100 has now reached 236.
Not many people are aware that the Magazine is named after Rickie Lee Jones’ criminally underrated 3rd LP.
Rickie was a fan of Merseyside, which inspired her breakthrough hit “Chuck (Worthington) E’s in (the plant pots in Men) Love (Avenue) “.*
A 25 minute walk from my £18.94 room for the night, Sheridans in Wallasey Village. It’s the best £18.94 you can spend on the Wirral, cheaper than a pint of craft keg at one of the new bars in Heswall.
I stayed here in 2014, a good base to catch Merseyrail services to Liverpool and Chester.
But tonight I enjoyed the suburban stroll and the views to the Mersey on the descent to the Egremont Promenade.
First time here for nearly a decade. Doesn’t change much, does it ?
If you like Proper Stockport pubs, or the City Arms, or the Roscoe Head, or the Midland Hotel, you’ll love the Magazine (admit it, you’d never heard of it, had you ?).
A straightforward three-roomer with one occupied by a few respectful families with toddlers; a community pub.
Nothing special laid on for my birthday, except the giant fire. And the Bass of course.
What will it be then ?
Actually, Trappers Hat in its Brimstage home was one of the great pints a decade or so ago, but familiarity breeds contempt. Just like it did with Bass before Wickingman revived it.
OK, it’s the Sunday evening before Christmas, but I’m sure the Magazine has exactly as many people in on a Friday in February in 2011. Quite a lot.
I find the one spare seat in the “family” room, and sink a foamy pint of the Derby variety, immaculate (3.5) bar the glass. At least it’s a John Smiths cask glass.
“Buglugs” says a lady, apropos of nothing, but I wasn’t really listening.
Buglugs, Bass, and a view to Bootle on my birthday. Beautiful.
*Sorry. New editorial assistant still learning the trade.
retiredmartin 
Heart also did an album called Magazine (although not their best work) 🎶
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Surely “ripe for reappraisal” as the old cliche goes, then 😉
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“We smoked the last one an hour ago”
So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine”
worked better than “………, she drank in the Magazine”.
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Bass is becoming a bit like a favourite indie band that was just about to disappear from view and when it became massively popular. Shall we move on to keg Mansfield Mild?
Oh but that signage. What joy you bring to the masses.
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What, you mean like Elbow, then?
Keg Magnet next, I think.
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Only one decent song, only one decent beer.
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Rather better than decent, mind.
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You mean the beer😉?
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A post punk classic. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TCULiAKoDcM
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A post punk Manc classic.
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Be honest now: How much time did you put into devising that “Chuck E.’s In Love” joke? 😉
Looks like a wonderful pub. I reckon there’s something to a place with a relatively low ceiling– the coziness that it inspires. These American brewpubs with their cavernous high ceilings feel like they were designed for insurance conventions, not sharing a pint with friends and family.
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27.5 minutes. Ring a bell?
Nice observation about low ceilings, makes it feel more like a house.
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Beer porn
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I had forgotten that the Magazine is in New Brighton. Or indeed that it is called the Magazine – I had the name conflated with a completely different pub. I don’t do pub names. I now concede that New Brighton is marginally better than New Clee.
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