HIS FIRST PINT OF UNICORN

Matt was impressed with his first adult experience of Stockport, but now it was time for his first pint in the pub capital of the North.

The Angel, my GBG newbie, was shut, despite PROMISING me the night before it’d be open. A gaggle of Old Boys gathered outside the market hall, comparing scowls of disquiet.

Oh well, no pint queueing, not when next door the venerable if modern Bakers Vaults was putting out tables in the sun. And they do great hot dogs and we were famished.

I was expecting Matt to go for whatever hipster lager Robbies do, but he picked Unicorn. #ProudDad

Is he shielding his eyes from the sun, or admiring the Northern head?

No idea what he thought of it, but he seems to drink anything, like his mum.

Obviously I had the Plum Porter, which was a little too foamy.

Yards away Matt detected signs of life, so I stayed for another in the hope the Angel might be awaking.

Obviously Unicorn, since Matt had done me the service of drinking the first poured.

It didn’t touch the sides.

26 thoughts on “HIS FIRST PINT OF UNICORN

    1. Yes, my first Robinsons was in a glass like that – on 1st September 1972 in the Bulls Head, Castleton, a pub I last used in April 2019.

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  1. I loved the line “And they do great hot dogs and we were famished.” Just the fact that you were already well familiar with their hot dogs and knew they’d do the trick. And let’s face it, sometimes you really can’t beat the combination of hot dog and a beer.

    Thanks for sharing the occasion of Matt’s first pint. I had this dream from years ago of my son and I going to a bar right after he turned 21 and having a drink together, but sadly Covid put and end to that. 😦

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    1. “He’ll be driving to Coalville for half a Pedi before you know it!!”

      I read that initially as getting his toenails done. πŸ˜‰

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  2. “Oh well, no pint queueing*, not when next door the venerable if modern Bakers Vaults was putting out tables in the sun.”

    Ah, the joys of having pubs within a stone’s throw of one another.

    “I was expecting Matt to go for whatever hipster lager Robbies do, but he picked Unicorn. #ProudDad”

    Good on ya! And him! πŸ™‚

    “Is he shielding his eyes from the sun, or admiring the Northern head?”

    From the angle of his eyes it could be a lass in the distance?

    “but he seems to drink anything, like his mum.”

    (slow golf clap)

    Although, I think Mrs RM will drink anything… provided it’s 6% or higher. πŸ˜‰

    “so I stayed for another in the hope the Angel might be awaking.”

    In the photo above I notice the building behind and to the right of the Vaults has the sign “TO LET”. Is that how they indicate a public loo is not in service, by removing the ‘I’?

    “It didn’t touch the sides.”

    Oh, I say! Well done!

    Cheers

    * – I take it ‘pint’ instead of ‘point’ was on purpose? πŸ˜‰

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