12th February 2020
It’s seventeen years since I saw Maria McKee play at Liverpool’s Academy 2, an incendiary full band gig I’ve only seen equalled by you know who since.
The highlight of that night was this epic with its classic opening line.
“There’s a pub on the corner”
That night my pre-gig pint (possibly the oft maligned Top Hat) was The Cambridge, a boisterous GBG Burtonwood pub across the road from your second favourite cathedral.
The death of the plain boozer appears exaggerated when you see how busy The Cambridge is at 7.30pm on a Thursday in February.
No Top Hat, but a veritable feast of BBB for the kidz.
No free tables at the front, and only one toward the back where the mature students are discussing Marx (not Richard).
I saw a fair few pints of cask pulled, at £2.80 it should be selling, but we’re living in a San Miguel world these days.
My Pedi is very foamy, lacks the snatch the beer bores bang on about, but is highly enjoyable (NBSS 3). I’m sure Maria McKee would have gone for the Bitter in 2003.
Lots of groups, a few loners, a real pub.
Look how happy these folk are their round of Sadlle Tank is costing less than a tenner.
No, I don’t know why they need five clocks either.
Every street corner should have a pub like this.