14th February 2020
Back home, where Mrs RM is working on a huge IT project that makes 5G look like the installation of Supercalc at the village social club (they’re not really that advanced).
I fancied a proper pint in a Proper Pub, and with Storm Derek on her way that meant the local.
I don’t recognise any of those folk from Waterbeach past, but I do just about remember the Tolly signage that lasted into the 90s.
The City european ban (stuff em) had just been announced and I couldn’t face the interminable football debate in the public bar, so I took the best seat in the lounge, which only gets the regulars in at 6pm.
I know the Landlord and Landlady well enough to exchange more than “Hello” but less than an interrogation.
A few words on storms, holidays and a guest keg from Laine Brewery while a pint of Boltmaker was poured. A lovely, foamy pint, enjoyed reading the local CAMRA magazine in proper seats where your feet touch the floor.
It was great.
Mrs RM asked for a Chinese takeaway from Chung Hwa (crispy beef, squid, Singapore rice) which I ordered on my phone without fear of abuse.
So I stayed for another, even better (3.5+). As I’ve noted before, the Sun sells a lot of cask.
Half an hour after I came in I was out, 2 pints up and ready for the worst (actually it’s a great Chinese).
As others have remarked this week, not everyone goes to the pub for banter.