I survived my birthday (22/12) but now I need to catch up on the posts, starting with a penultimate G-Manc tick in Westhoughton, the over-performing and fast-growing town betwixt Bolton and Wigan.
Bolton claims it, but it always feels very Wigan to me with its Beer Schools and Provenances and Brewery Taps, though the first thing you see is very Eccles.
What a wonderful town hall.
The Black Edge Brewery Tap is less striking, the sort of unmarked shop conversion you walk past 3 times before seeing the tell-tale high tables.
My usual tactic is to take a first swig of the beer before heading upstairs, so that if a fire alarm goes off I can at least claim the tick. Which is daft.
Upstairs rooms are always empty however packed the downstairs is, no-one wants to be on their own when the fire alarm goes off, I guess.
But the dingbats are upstairs….
I can’t get any of those.
So I head downstairs to sit against the wall and identify a 6 Music soundtrack of the Prince and the Manics and enjoy a crisp, clean Session beer (NBSS 3.5+), a third good place in Westhoughton, though of course I’d rather be sitting in that bench seating in the White Lion drinking Holt.
Such is life. If you tolerate high tables, then your posture will be next.