Pub No.3 on the Great Lockdown (2) Eve London Crawl coming up, after a short hop from Borough to Southwark,
though I never really know where Southwark starts. Or stops. Bing Maps has some strange ideas.
Wiki doesn’t have an easy-to-read Southwark map, and the Deserter book witters on about the Bishop of Southwark “incident”.
One interesting fact from Wiki though.
Note the de-population, faster than in Liverpool, as the arrival of CAMRA and those pesky Beer Guide tickers forces South Londoners out to Kent.
A bit more street art than you get in Littleport on Southwark Street, much of it questionable.
I like the area, a touch of north Bristol about the earthy pubs tucked under council housing.
Who could resist the Lord Nelson with red “N” and Noel Edmonds mural ?
Well, me, I was on a mission, determined not to need unauthorised loo stops on my mission today.
And here’s my target, The Ring, which What Pub tells me is in Waterloo, which I guess allows the GBG to move it there next year to avoid complacency.
See how the guys on the left look nervously at the sight of the approaching ticker. Or perhaps confusing me with Stafford Paul and wondering if I’ll scamper across on the red.
My favourite kind of pub. Street corner, one bar, tables and tat round the walls.
Loads of solo drinkers, too.
£2 a pint doesn’t hurt, either, though I regret that pubs are having to resort to this to clear their cask. Again.
I’m invited to take a seat near the bar and it’s just like Covid never happened for a while.
The TV tells me that “Donald Trump has managed to get his bass out“,
but whether that’s due a daring raid on the Coopers, a bit of luck on the fishing lake, or a return to his musical career post-Presidency I never find out*.
The barperson has a lovely Sunderland lilt** and is coping with a bit of a rush with grace and efficiency, as you’d expect from a Mackem.
AND she pour a perfect foamy pint of Southwark Brewing Porter (NBSS 3.5+) that temporarily eases the regret of turning down Cornwall’s finest.
An eclectic soundtrack goes from “Brimful of Asha” by Cornershop, to “Uh Huh” by Jade Bird, to “The Obvious Child” by the ubiquitous Paul Simon and although I’ve only had 2.5 pints I’m feeling maudlin for the loss of pubs.
Even if it IS only 4 weeks this time.
*Am I trying TOO hard here ?
**She was probably from Dulwich