ONE OVER THE EIGHT (and it’s all BRAPA’s fault)

June 2023. King’s Cross Station.

A successful day had produced eight (8) London ticks, my most successful raid (no GBG completist language) of the year.

What you need now is to drink four pints of water, make sure you get on and off the right trains, and get to bed.

If only life worked like that, eh ?

Leaving Beerblefish, I practically had to walk through the courtyard of adjoining micro Exale to get back to the tube.

And who could resist a beer called Oona ?

Well, probably you could, I dunno.

Lovely half (schooner ?) of murk. Possibly.

My photos record I made it back to King’s Cross 15 minutes before the departure to Ashford.

15 minutes seemed a lot of time to kill. And there’s a chap in a Man City shirt walking those steps towards the ESB.

Follow him !

It was the best of moves, it was the worst of moves. But I can see why BRAPA finishes his trips via London with ESB, a reminder of how good cask can be (NBSS 3.5).

It seemed less of a good idea when I suddenly remembered my train went from St Pancras, not Kings Cross, but I must have made it because 80 minutes I was in a Chinese takeaway in Rye, ordering crispy beef and Singapore rice, another mistake, taking photos of fish tanks.

And sometimes, there is no greater place to be than a Chinese takeaway with a fish tank….

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Retired NHS, doing long walks around UK and the world to record the great bits. Focused on Good Beer Guide pubs and live music.

5 thoughts on “ONE OVER THE EIGHT (and it’s all BRAPA’s fault)”

  1. It’s good to know Martin’s signature All’s Well With The World situation.

    I don’t know myself that well on the other hand, I have to admit.

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