BLACKPOOL JANE WAS RIGHT (AS USUAL) ABOUT THE STRAIT & NARROW

I’d travelled by train to Lincoln, got the lone new GBG tick, there was nothing new in the exciting towns (Gainsborough, Worksop) on the way home; where now ?

As always, I turn to Blackpool Jane…

The Strait & Narrow ditched cask, often a good idea, and when I visited with Mrs RM in 2016 we’d stuck to the strong keg, which is just what you need before attempting the hill (top tip : run up it).

It was 2pm, just opening, and I had the indoor light show to myself.

It’s a better light display than we managed on our village green.

Ah, that’s better.

Three thirds of strong Belgian beer at 2pm ? Sounds entirely sensible. A Duvel, a Zot and a Kwak. I never really recovered from the Kwak.

Everything Jane wrote about the Strait & Narrow is true. It’s a lovely place, incredibly welcoming, which is probably why it was filling up with more women (of all ages) than men after half an hour.

What you having ? Pink Gin ?”

A pint of your strongest beer please

A very continental feel, sitting there sipping string beer and watching shoppers struggle up the hill.

Such a shame I’d left Mrs RM back in Sheffield sorting out French IT problems.

4 thoughts on “BLACKPOOL JANE WAS RIGHT (AS USUAL) ABOUT THE STRAIT & NARROW

  1. The Strait used to sell a very good pint of cask. It’s a shame they’ve stopped going it. Last time we called in they didn’t have any so we left it and went to the nearby Cardinals Hat, which is excellent.

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  2. “A pint of your strongest beer please“ How often do you see people order their beer in this fashion? I find it unusual that someone would order based on ABV rather than type.

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