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and Maltmeister (Newmarket’s own Martin) couldn’t be more delighted.

30th December 2022.

A last pub of the night (and (spoiler) the year), for Mrs RM and me anyway, as we straggled our way up to the Chesterfield Arms,

via a glass of Deya or Verdant in the Crafty Dog, where our little group trebled the average age inside.

This was a night of truly unprofessional drinking, with no (zero, 0) new ticks for me but who cares.

A heaving Chesterfield Arms was a joy of a revisit. Oddly out of the GBG recently, when I’d visited last year the Bass was off, and I couldn’t see it now.

But there it is ! Hidden round the corner.

And that’s the problem with these ale shrines; the Bass gets shunted to the second bar and you miss it, as did Simon when he caught up.

Anyway, gorgeous. I guess.

Note how Mrs RM is trying to recreate that BRAPA angry babe look there.

I took the pint back off Mrs RM after the photo, said goodbye to everyone except Clydebank Brian who’d come down especially to drink Doom Bar in Wetherspoons (possibly), and had a decent enough curry in Ashoka.

And that was the first AGM. Plans for the 2023 meeting in Maidenhead remain “tentative”.