Next stop, Newbiggin by the Sea.
But first, an impromptu stop at a brewery tap.
Not MY idea, let’s be clear. Mrs RM sees a sign saying “coffees”, and two minutes later she’s seated in the music room at Alnwick Brewery,
about to spill this lovely blonde on a, er, lovely blonde.
Brewery taps are, you’ll have guessed, not my favourite licensed premises, but this is cosy, and a diverse crowd is gathered around a gas fire in the middle of July about to hear some pleasing folk.
Actually, they’re about to hear an extended sound check which seems to make the sound worse,
but the beer got better and better (says Mrs RM),
and I would never question her judgement, except on modern music.
Sadly, there was no coffee, the honest barman admitting they’d lost the kettle.
retiredmartin 
Did that crowd thin out a considerable amount?
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Actually it filled up before the music proper started up, couple of dozen.
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It’s a pretty nice looking brewery tap. Normally they have a bit less character.
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Yes, it had real character, and their beers were normal strength well-made beers. It’ll never catch on.
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Which sour did you have?
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Hey Martin, when is your left ear gonna grow back? No wonder you don’t wear glasses any more
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Wasn’t it the right ear they shot ?
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