I really should have saved that Felinfowl ? blog title for this one. #Amateur
Always nice to bring you a picture of an actual brewery on what some claim is a beer blog, even if that brewery has a reputation somewhere below Arkells.
In the local park, a statue commemorates someone erroneously picking up a football and avoiding punishment. Possibly Aymeric Laporte at Everton.
I really liked Felinfoel as a place, colourful and arty.
The GBG entry left me a little distressed.
Jemima’s Pitchfork, named after an unusual medical condition identified in Kidwelly, was the lone beer (hoorah !).
It was also undrinkable (NBSS 0.5). I could have taken it back, but what I have changed it for ? Madri ?
So I nipped to the loo to dump it in the urinals, where a young lad was helping his mate be horribly sick in the sink. At 7pm.
Luckily the pub has a decent floral selection.
The 25 minute walk, armed with Crispy Beef and bottle of Malbec, was a joy for fans of UK underpasses.
And China Kitchen will be thrilled, THRILLED I tell you, to get a NCTSS 3.5 from your reviewer.
But I left a more forensic exploration of Llanelli till the morning.