Well, BRAPA is safely back from Spain to find all our pubs closed; the two events are unrelated.
I’ve suggested Si start a new blog series called “Saucy Si’s Saturday Sipping Suggestions“. He could have reviewed this bottle of Kernel Saison I got from Ely’s Bake Shop yesterday,
He could have but the first thing Mrs RM said when I got home was,
“Is it too early to open that bottle ?” I never learn. She doesn’t even like “sour beer“.
Bake Shop was empty, and I paid contactless, but even then I was conscious of the risks of shopping. At all.
Certainly after seeing a woman ejected at the tills for trying to buy an excess volume of Doom Bar (possibly) I’ve decided that Tesco is to be avoided.
I’d actually gone to Ely to get the ever demanding Dave a picture of some hills.
Instead I got distracted by missing cats, mystic cats and Clapton ultra stickers.
Ely is a cat loving nation
In the park with a hill leading up to the Cathedral I jumped off the path to avoid some joggers,
and stumbled on the mythical flautist of Dean’s Meadow.
Listen closely and you’ll hear her playing Zep’s “The Battle of Evermore“.
I used to take the boys to a little copse behind that tree to explore but it’s been fenced off now, so this is the highest point in the city. Must be almost sea level.
As you’ll see, Ely is matching Cambridge for solitude.
Loads of signs of communities working together.
Noticeably, the chain pubs were open (but looked quiet), the independents shut.
My parents were excited to hear that Ely is about to get aWetherspoons, the Fenland equivalent of a Suffolk town getting a Waitrose, but I guess I shouldn’t start queueing for opening night just yet.
I’ll bet the Craft Union pub, denoted below by the mobility scooter, will be one of the last to close tonight.
Another Clapton Ultras sticker. How I long to be able to go to the Anchor & Hope right now. Patience, patience.