
Onto Boothstown.

A rare visit beyond posh Worsley, but the Royal Oak looked familiar.

Ah yes, it was my anonymised pub 2 years ago, serving one of the best pints of Holt I’ve had outside the Hare & Hounds. Don’t see much Holt in the GBG these days, do you ?
You do see a lot of 4pm openers, or at least that’s what the Royal British Legion Facebook page says, and Facebook pages are 107% accurate.
Time to admire the gentrification stretching west from Eccles into Woollybackland, with a Gin distillery at Coal & Cotton and barrier to prevent the Man United players getting in from their Carrington training ground over the canal.


Clubs, eh ?

You never really know what to expect, whether you’ll be welcome, out-of-place, look like a Billy No Mates.

Well, I was first in, and got no grilling, and had a minute to admire the Salford styling.


Clearly the Legion doesn’t make the GBG this year because it sells beers you’ve never heard of, but a choice of Holt or Wainwright is a proper choice, albeit one I don’t need after I see the word “Bitter”.
I sit outside in a tarmacked garden that would seat a hundred, amongst the flowers, and the distinctive Holt taste hots straight away. It’s a 3.5, no a 4, as good as it gets.
But you can see that from the lacings.

I thought Boothstown was the archetypal market town somewhere off the upper reaches of the M6, full of gentlefolk shopping at the UK’s classiest supermarket? (Waitrose is for plebs)
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If there was a Boothstown like that it would definitely be Kirby Lonsdale.
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Ah yes, the pub that has made the investment of painting “Please Maintain Social Distancing” on the wall.
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A flat roofed classic – you can’t beat ’em!!!
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