24th January 2020
A last half on the West Yorkshire trip saw us back in one of those “classic, or is it ?” places.
Rather like the Beehive or Fanny’s, you’re never quite sure if it’s what it was in its ’90s heyday.
I’d been in the Three Pigeons a fair few times over the years, mainly before games at the Shay, when Ossett Silver King was just about my favourite beer.
But it’s dropped in and out of the Guide just as Ossett moves in and out of fashion (and in and out of pizza vending).
But, what a pub.
Back in the Guide this year, because/despite of loads of beers.
We found a table at the back with our lovely halves of Silver King and found a group of mates to annoy with questions about Webster’s Green Label, the Shaymen and what real Halifaxmen thought of the craft wave sweeping through town.
An hour or more passed, we squeezed in a last half of the Half Moon Dark, also marvellous (NBSS 3.5+).
Then Duncan had to spoil it by ordering a Sol, didn’t he ?
Approaching midnight, there were groups of oldies dragging out their Friday night, while young lads and lasses sprawled on outside tables, doing whatever young people do these days (don’t tell me).
I slept soundly.