Lots of short posts today, as I battle with the Wi-Fi between Eccles and Stoke, two names to raise the spirits on a Thursday morning.
Yes, actual Eccles cakes IN Eccles. They may have to replace Doom Bar if the demand-fuelled DB shortage carries on any longer.
Part I of last Thursday’s Old Codger (Sheffield Chapter) trip to bucolic Belper, with a pre-emptive and an actual new GBG tick to start off, followed by lots of Pedigree.
After that diversion in the Brunswick the Famous Five (Go Pubbing, a classic book) caught the 13:34 from Derby,
and before we’d had time to put our review on Pubs Galore (joke !) we’d arrived in a town of 21,823 souls still recovering from a BRAPA visit in 2019.
Though the award of “Best Contemporary Gastro” might cause some alarm,
and their own description as “A period travel inn steeped in history has been brought up to date with quirkiness and peculiarity.” won’t have the Mudgies beating a path to the door.
But there was a friendly welcome to the post-lunch crowd, some decent low level seating in the corner,
and a decent pint of Pedi, cool and well presented if not sulphurous (NBSS 3) to start the day.
I noted no-one else was on the pints. Why always me ?
Some nice wall displays; Stafford Paul will remember the first CAMRA beer festival when a choice of Bass, Pedi, Youngs Ordinary and Barry’s Old Groper was sufficient to bring thousands to Covent Garden.
But I seemed more distracted by Barry the T-Rex, an installation representing the 28%.
A solid start, if perhaps not quite the guaranteed pre-emptive I’d hoped for. Across the road, Pump It Up, inspired by the recent Olivia Rodrigo hit “Brutal”*, wasn’t open, being a micro and all.
So we bravely walked past the famous Belper chippy and headed for the actual new GBG entry.
*Keep up at the back