Home Boys Home

There I was planning a night of quiet embroidery, when a message zooms in from Eddie, the eager, legal beagle. Could I join him for a discussion on the morality of subservience in the lower echelons of the civil service in post-Weimar Brandenburg? Well for such an important topic, who could refuse? The Queen Mother’s 100th birthday doily will just have to wait.

I had a cheeky warm up in Wetherspoons with a pint of Skinners Betty Stogs. Looking at the pumpclip, I was struck by the resemblance to a one-time barmaid at the Seven Stars. Ah, those were the days. Putting nostalgia back in its box, I headed for the Trackside. An excellent board awaited me with several tempting beers on offer.

Beers tried included Butcombe Gold which finished a little sweet for me. An old friend-Titanic Iceberg, proved to be in very good nick and its mix of crisp hoppiness proved too good to restrict to one pint. A new one to me was Wentworth Imperial Ale (3.8%) which, like a lot of their beers, turned out to be a brown beer of no great shakes. However, it was much better than Titanic Sundeck (4.3%) which was tan coloured with an earthy pong. The taste was somewhat better, but a mix of malt and cloying sweetness is far from a satisfying drink. As a Friday treat we dined on a Clayton Park pie each. These were sourced from the only local outlet-the Hornby St chippy. These are proper pies and not the soggy, rubber crusted crap that Hollands produce.

Unfortunately, True Grit had, by then, run out, so we decided on a change of scenery. A quick walk down to the Trafalgar where we had a pit stop for some Jennings Bitter. Then it was straight into the Rose & Crown. Not fancying Centurions Ghost, we tackled Deuchars IPA. Luckily, it was quite crisp and better than often is the case these days. A couple of those brought us past last orders and then it was a case of home, boys, home.

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