retiredmartin

June 2025. Cambridge.

More Cambridge adventures “over the bridge” into Romsey, where respect and diversity rule.

This half mile of Mill Road isn’t as middle class as its western neighbour, though it’s lost the Cambridge Resale shop I bought surplus LPs in the ’90s and I’m not sure if ABC Kebabs has survived.

The best building is the newish Central Mosque, I ought to do a tour.

Not much chance of an Untappd check-in there, and not much better at The Brook, your last bit of Mill Road before joining the road to Addenbrookes.

The Brook faces Antwerp, the dental surgery I suffered for a decade (after skipping the dentist for 25 years), but I never popped in for post root-canal pint of IPA.

It always felt a bit rough, and sadly in 2018 confirmed that with a stabbing outside after hours.

Recently converted from Greene King boozer to Indian gastro, just like that White Horse in Waterbeach I just raved about.

I had a pint of the GK keg, cause it’s too hot for cask, and a half of Lacon’s, cause the cask might be a revelation.

Nine (9) pounds forty-five pence pops up on the card reader.

“Oh, I only wanted a half of Legacy“.

“Yeah, it’s a half”.

Perhaps the Level Head is £7 a pint, like Neck Oil in Waterbeach. Tellingly, the young Asian diners are on water.

I sit in the garden, where the birdsong compensated for the stares from the lone Amstel drinker. Hey, mate, I’m local, I was born on this road !

That Level Head is actually tasty, the Lacon’s is wilting in the heat, the soundtrack…eclectic.

Who ARE Belleruche, anyway ?