Back at Stevenage at 10pm*, and Mrs RM’s request for some munchies (do adults say “munchies” ?) from Tesco meant I could justify nipping in to the Old Town for a last pint of Saturday night.
I consulted the GBG app; the Guide entries are the red markers.
Oh. Never mind, Mrs RM had told us about a place called “Proper Pub Co” or something where she and Emma had two cocktails for a tenner so I went off to find a Proper Pub.
Instead I retraced my steps to the venerable Chequers Beer House,(top), which looked inviting and you can’t walk past a place with Beer House in the title, can you.
Young folk, older folk, still boisterous.
Blimey, loads of interesting beer (and a Tiny Rebel further along), but it’s Greene King Mild I wanted. Last seen, here, in 2016 and I’d been told it was back.
It was hiding round the corner on the 9th pump. Nine (9) !
My hopes weren’t high, Stevenage doesn’t seem like a mild stronghold, but this was a cool, rich, chocolatey joy (NBSS 3.5). How do they get so much flavour from a 3% beer ?
After that it all went a bit blurry.
*Congratulations to Drunk Bloke on the 21:16 from London Bridge for his gallant but ultimately doomed attempt to wee in the loo.