4th January 2020
Cleethorpes. OK, you’re worryingly close to Tom Irvin, the mastermind behind “BRAPA”, but what a town.
“The rich mans’ Grimsby‘ say some.
” Where? ” say others.
An astonishing town, say I. And I’m always right.
Two station bars, a classic Sam Smiths, a Bass stronghold, and the Nottingham House, which speaks for itself.
And now craft. What is Stafford Paul waiting for?
Message In A Bottle is so hip it hurts, as Huey Lewis once sang.
A bottle shop, with an outdoor drinking area only open when you Southerners (below Stoke) are asleep at weekends.
Limited opening hours, craft beer, one handpump. Be still my beating heart.
Hurrah for Kirkstall, a lovely drop (NBSS 3.5).
And hurrah for Message In A Bottle, the quirkiest little place to drink in town.
I took home for James the Swizzels drunstick, and a couple of cans from Grimsby Docks brewery for Mrs RM that cost the same as four pints in the Crow’s Nest.
What a great selection of mens toiletries too.
No, these bottle shops in the Guide aren’t my favourites, but the staff are fantastic and it keeps the youngsters out of the Sam Smiths pubs so win-win.
Later that night I found myself in one of Grimsby’s top beer houses, spoilt for choice.
If in doubt, go for the Lincolnshire Blood Bikes Service (NBSS 3.5).