Only an hour on the train, so I’ll be tempted to go back when things return to normal. Can there really be nothing new since 2017 ?
Norwich has the better churches, but my Dad used to take me to Portman Road to see City, United and QPR play in the ’70s.
Of course, at eleven I was more interested in Wolsey, Adnams and pargetting than Whymark and Mariner.
Back in the ’80s Ipswich was the place for vinyl rockabilly LPs and bikers playing “Stairway to Heaven“, a sanctuary from Norwich’s overrated indie scene. Not for nothing did John Peel choose Suffolk over Norfolk.
The pub “scene” is odd.
Loads of pubs, but I’d struggle to name the standouts.
Dove Street Inn, I guess, and Fat Cat, the two free houses to the east of town. Briarbank Brewery Tap for the welcome. Thomas Wolsey for the beams. There must have been others to the west ?
The Arcade had Mrs-RM pleasing craft, anyway.
My photos of the rest are, er, non-existent, but luckily BRAPA took some good ones; they look better on my blog than his if you airbrush him out.
Even before I first met Si, I knew he was a good one when he wrote;
“Ipswich was like a cross between Ely, Knaresborough and Monaco”.
He was right. The University development by the Marina is stunning.
Quite a contrast with my last (shortlived) Ipswich GBG tick, the Steamboat.
“So, what do blokes talk about at 4pm in a riverside Ipswich local over pints of Camden Pale ?” I wrote.
DIY (or Don’t Involve Yourself, to me and Mrs RM), mainly. Especially painter sealant.”
“It was the grim silence between the husband and wife on the table opposite that scared me most“.
The golden hour. Lovely beer, irreverence, Punk toilets. Shaame Si missed out.
Among eastern towns, Ipswich doesn’t have folk fawning over it the way Norwich, Cambidge and Bishops Stortford do.
The only song about Ipswich I could find is this Cocker cracker.
Jarvis, of course, famously wrote about losing part of your brain in a field in Hampshire.
Well, in a field near Ipswich I had a revelatory experience with Carlsberg Export.
All it took was free beer and herring at the Export launch at Latitude for me to be won over.
As their advert goes “free beer refreshes the parts other beers cannot reach”.