Wednesday, April 3, 2019

Second City under Scrutiny

Greetings friends and welcome back to the slightly spruced up blog! Last week, taking advantage of glorious Spring weather and a Friday off, I decided to finally make my out to a destination that's been top of the list for a while and is easily accessible by a number of transport links. It was finally time for an examination of Birmingham! I'd heard a number of good things about what was to be found for the drinker in the UK's second city so it seemed like as good a time as any to see what all the fuss was about.

Birmingham  is the second-most populous city in the United Kingdom, after London, and the most populous city in the English Midlands. With an estimated population of 1,137,100 as of 2017, Birmingham is the cultural, social, financial and commercial centre of the Midlands. It is the main centre of the West Midlands conurbation, which is the third most populated urban area in the United Kingdom, with a population in 2011 of 2,440,986. The wider Birmingham metropolitan area is the second largest in the United Kingdom with a population of over 3.7 million. Birmingham is frequently referred to as the United Kingdom's "second city". 
A market town in the medieval period, Birmingham grew in the 18th-century Midlands Enlightenment and subsequent Industrial Revolution, which saw advances in science, technology, and economic development, producing a series of innovations that laid many of the foundations of modern industrial society. By 1791 it was being hailed as "the first manufacturing town in the world". Birmingham's distinctive economic profile, with thousands of small workshops practising a wide variety of specialised and highly skilled trades, encouraged exceptional levels of creativity and innovation and provided an economic base for prosperity that was to last into the final quarter of the 20th century. The Watt steam engine was invented in Birmingham. 
The resulting high level of social mobility also fostered a culture of political radicalism which, under leaders from Thomas Attwood to Joseph Chamberlain, was to give it a political influence unparalleled in Britain outside London, and a pivotal role in the development of British democracy. From the summer of 1940 to the spring of 1943, Birmingham was bombed heavily by the German Luftwaffe in what is known as the Birmingham Blitz. The damage done to the city's infrastructure, in addition to a deliberate policy of demolition and new building by planners, led to extensive urban regeneration in subsequent decades.
Birmingham's economy is now dominated by the service sector. The city is a major international commercial centre, ranked as a beta- world city by the Globalization and World Cities Research Network; and an important transport, retail, events and conference hub. Its metropolitan economy is the second largest in the United Kingdom with a GDP of $121.1bn (2014), and its six universities make it the largest centre of higher education in the country outside London. Birmingham's major cultural institutions – the City of Birmingham Symphony Orchestra, the Birmingham Royal Ballet, the Birmingham Repertory Theatre, the Library of Birmingham and the Barber Institute of Fine Arts – enjoy international reputations, and the city has vibrant and influential grassroots art, music, literary and culinary scenes. Birmingham is the fourth-most visited city in the UK by foreign visitors. 
People from Birmingham are called Brummies, a term derived from the city's nickname of "Brum", which originates from the city's old name, Brummagem, which in turn is thought to have derived from "Bromwich-ham". The Brummie accent and dialect are particularly distinctive. 
Birmingham's early history is that of a remote and marginal area. The main centres of population, power and wealth in the pre-industrial English Midlands lay in the fertile and accessible river valleys of the Trent, the Severn and the Avon. The area of modern Birmingham lay in between, on the upland Birmingham Plateau and within the densely wooded and sparsely populated Forest of Arden. 
There is evidence of early human activity in the Birmingham area dating back to around 8000 BC, with stone age artefacts suggesting seasonal settlements, overnight hunting parties and woodland activities such as tree felling. The many burnt mounds that can still be seen around the city indicate that modern humans first intensively settled and cultivated the area during the bronze age, when a substantial but short-lived influx of population occurred between 1700 BC and 1000 BC, possibly caused by conflict or immigration in the surrounding area. During the 1st-century Roman conquest of Britain, the forested country of the Birmingham Plateau formed a barrier to the advancing Roman legions, who built the large Metchley Fort in the area of modern-day Edgbaston in AD 48, and made it the focus of a network of Roman roads.
Birmingham as a settlement dates from the Anglo-Saxon era. The city's name comes from the Old English Beormingahām, meaning the home or settlement of the Beormingas – indicating that Birmingham was established in the 6th or early 7th century as the primary settlement of an Anglian tribal grouping and regio of that name. Despite this early importance, by the time of the Domesday Book of 1086 the manor of Birmingham was one of the poorest and least populated in Warwickshire, valued at only 20 shillings, with the area of the modern city divided between the counties of Warwickshire, Staffordshire and Worcestershire. 
The development of Birmingham into a significant urban and commercial centre began in 1166, when the Lord of the Manor Peter de Bermingham obtained a charter to hold a market at his castle, and followed this with the creation of a planned market town and seigneurial borough within his demesne or manorial estate, around the site that became the Bull Ring. This established Birmingham as the primary commercial centre for the Birmingham Plateau at a time when the area's economy was expanding rapidly, with population growth nationally leading to the clearance, cultivation and settlement of previously marginal land. Within a century of the charter Birmingham had grown into a prosperous urban centre of merchants and craftsmen. By 1327 it was the third-largest town in Warwickshire, a position it would retain for the next 200 years.
The principal governing institutions of medieval Birmingham – including the Guild of the Holy Cross and the lordship of the de Birmingham family – collapsed between 1536 and 1547, leaving the town with an unusually high degree of social and economic freedom and initiating a period of transition and growth. By 1700 Birmingham's population had increased fifteenfold and the town was the fifth-largest in England and Wales. 
The importance of the manufacture of iron goods to Birmingham's economy was recognised as early as 1538, and grew rapidly as the century progressed. Equally significant was the town's emerging role as a centre for the iron merchants who organised finance, supplied raw materials and traded and marketed the industry's products. By the 1600s Birmingham formed the commercial hub of a network of forges and furnaces stretching from South Wales to Cheshire and its merchants were selling finished manufactured goods as far afield as the West Indies. These trading links gave Birmingham's metalworkers access to much wider markets, allowing them to diversify away from lower-skilled trades producing basic goods for local sale, towards a broader range of specialist, higher-skilled and more lucrative activities.
By the time of the English Civil War Birmingham's booming economy, its expanding population, and its resulting high levels of social mobility and cultural pluralism, had seen it develop new social structures very different from those of more established areas. Relationships were built around pragmatic commercial linkages rather than the rigid paternalism and deference of feudal society, and loyalties to the traditional hierarchies of the established church and aristocracy were weak. The town's reputation for political radicalism and its strongly Parliamentarian sympathies saw it attacked by Royalist forces in the Battle of Birmingham in 1643, and it developed into a centre of Puritanism in the 1630s and as a haven for Nonconformists from the 1660s. 
The 18th century saw this tradition of free-thinking and collaboration blossom into the cultural phenomenon now known as the Midlands Enlightenment. The town developed into a notable centre of literary, musical, artistic and theatrical activity; and its leading citizens – particularly the members of the Lunar Society of Birmingham – became influential participants in the circulation of philosophical and scientific ideas among Europe's intellectual elite. The close relationship between Enlightenment Birmingham's leading thinkers and its major manufacturers – in men like Matthew Boulton and James Keir they were often in fact the same people – made it particularly important for the exchange of knowledge between pure science and the practical world of manufacturing and technology. This created a "chain reaction of innovation", forming a pivotal link between the earlier scientific revolution and the Industrial Revolution that would follow.
Birmingham's explosive industrial expansion started earlier than that of the textile-manufacturing towns of the North of England, and was driven by different factors. Instead of the economies of scale of a low-paid, unskilled workforce producing a single bulk commodity such as cotton or wool in large, mechanised units of production, Birmingham's industrial development was built on the adaptability and creativity of a highly paid workforce with a strong division of labour, practising a broad variety of skilled specialist trades and producing a constantly diversifying range of products, in a highly entrepreneurial economy of small, often self-owned workshops. This led to exceptional levels of inventiveness: between 1760 and 1850 – the core years of the Industrial Revolution – Birmingham residents registered over three times as many patents as those of any other British town or city. 
The demand for capital to feed rapid economic expansion also saw Birmingham grow into a major financial centre with extensive international connections. Lloyds Bank was founded in the town in 1765, and Ketley's Building Society, the world's first building society, in 1775. By 1800 the West Midlands had more banking offices per head than any other region in Britain, including London.
Innovation in 18th-century Birmingham often took the form of incremental series of small-scale improvements to existing products or processes, but also included major developments that lay at the heart of the emergence of industrial society. In 1709 the Birmingham-trained Abraham Darby I moved to Coalbrookdale in Shropshire and built the first blast furnace to successfully smelt iron ore with coke, transforming the quality, volume and scale on which it was possible to produce cast iron. In 1732 Lewis Paul and John Wyatt invented roller spinning, the "one novel idea of the first importance" in the development of the mechanised cotton industry. In 1741 they opened the world's first cotton mill in Birmingham's Upper Priory. In 1746 John Roebuck invented the lead chamber process, enabling the large-scale manufacture of sulphuric acid, and in 1780 James Keir developed a process for the bulk manufacture of alkali, together marking the birth of the modern chemical industry. In 1765 Matthew Boulton opened the Soho Manufactory, pioneering the combination and mechanisation under one roof of previously separate manufacturing activities through a system known as "rational manufacture". As the largest manufacturing unit in Europe, this came to symbolise the emergence of the factory system. 
Most significant, however, was the development in 1776 of the industrial steam engine by James Watt and Matthew Boulton. Freeing for the first time the manufacturing capacity of human society from the limited availability of hand, water and animal power, this was arguably the pivotal moment of the entire industrial revolution and a key factor in the worldwide increases in productivity that would follow over the following century.
Birmingham rose to national political prominence in the campaign for political reform in the early 19th century, with Thomas Attwood and the Birmingham Political Union bringing the country to the brink of civil war during the Days of May that preceded the passing of the Great Reform Act in 1832. The Union's meetings on Newhall Hill in 1831 and 1832 were the largest political assemblies Britain had ever seen. Lord Durham, who drafted the Act, wrote that "the country owed Reform to Birmingham, and its salvation from revolution". This reputation for having "shaken the fabric of privilege to its base" in 1832 led John Bright to make Birmingham the platform for his successful campaign for the Second Reform Act of 1867, which extended voting rights to the urban working class. 
Birmingham's tradition of innovation continued into the 19th century. Birmingham was the terminus for both of the world's first two long-distance railway lines: the 82 mile Grand Junction Railway of 1837 and the 112-mile London and Birmingham Railway of 1838. Birmingham schoolteacher Rowland Hill invented the postage stamp and created the first modern universal postal system in 1839. Alexander Parkes invented the first man-made plastic in the Jewellery Quarter in 1855. 
By the 1820s, an extensive canal system had been constructed, giving greater access to natural resources and fuel for industries. During the Victorian era, the population of Birmingham grew rapidly to well over half a million and Birmingham became the second largest population centre in England. Birmingham was granted city status in 1889 by Queen Victoria. Joseph Chamberlain, mayor of Birmingham and later an MP, and his son Neville Chamberlain, who was Lord Mayor of Birmingham and later the British Prime Minister, are two of the most well-known political figures who have lived in Birmingham. The city established its own university in 1900.
The city suffered heavy bomb damage during World War II's "Birmingham Blitz". The city was also the scene of two scientific discoveries that were to prove critical to the outcome of the war. Otto Frisch and Rudolf Peierls first described how a practical nuclear weapon could be constructed in the Frisch–Peierls memorandum of 1940, the same year that the cavity magnetron, the key component of radar and later of microwave ovens, was invented by John Randall and Henry Boot. Details of these two discoveries, together with an outline of the first jet engine invented by Frank Whittle in nearby Rugby, were taken to the United States by the Tizard Mission in September 1940, in a single black box later described by an official American historian as "the most valuable cargo ever brought to our shores". 
The city was extensively redeveloped during the 1950s and 1960s. This included the construction of large tower block estates, such as Castle Vale. The Bull Ring was reconstructed and New Street station was redeveloped. In the decades following World War II, the ethnic makeup of Birmingham changed significantly, as it received waves of immigration from the Commonwealth of Nations and beyond. The city's population peaked in 1951 at 1,113,000 residents.
Birmingham remained by far Britain's most prosperous provincial city as late as the 1970s, with household incomes exceeding even those of London and the South East, but its economic diversity and capacity for regeneration declined in the decades that followed World War II as Central Government sought to restrict the city's growth and disperse industry and population to the stagnating areas of Wales and Northern England. These measures hindered "the natural self-regeneration of businesses in Birmingham, leaving it top-heavy with the old and infirm", and the city became increasingly dependent on the motor industry. The recession of the early 1980s saw Birmingham's economy collapse, with unprecedented levels of unemployment and outbreaks of social unrest in inner-city districts. 
In recent years, many parts of Birmingham have been transformed, with the redevelopment of the Bullring Shopping Centre and regeneration of old industrial areas such as Brindleyplace, The Mailbox and the International Convention Centre. Old streets, buildings and canals have been restored, the pedestrian subways have been removed and the Inner Ring Road has been rationalised. In 1998 Birmingham hosted the 24th G8 summit. The city will serve as host of the 2022 Commonwealth Games.

I arrived in this world renowned city shortly before 11.30am, courtesy of Cross Country trains and emerged into the gleaming edifice of New Street Station. I had quite a lot planned on the day's itinerary so it was time to get cracking. I left New Street Station through the Hill Street exit where my first stop for the day stood almost immediately nearby. Eager to begin my investigation, I now arrived at The Railway.


Formerly known as The Bright House, this is a Mitchells & Butlers run establishment that has recently benefited from a refurbishment. Named after its proximity to the train station, there are 2 entrances, one on Hill Street (through which I entered) and another on John Bright Street behind. The interior is large and split level with the smaller lower level slightly narrower and featuring scrubbed wooden tables and banquette seating. The higher area is larger and more expansive, featuring a pool table, dartboard and a large pull down projector screen for sports. Smaller TVs are situated on the walls throughout. Railway themed photos decorate the walls of the premises. The central bar serves both areas and forms a rough U shape. I'd been in this pub once before whilst in the city for a gig so it seemed like a good place to acclimatise and get my bearings. 5 handpulls sit on the side of the bar in the smaller section where I decided to settle. Of these 5, 4 were in use, offering Old Rosie cider, doubled up Doom Bar and Purity Mad Goose. I expected to see lots of Purity throughout the day as it's not too far away so I opened the day with the Doom Bar and took a seat at a small table opposite the bar. The Doom Bar was well kept and barely touched the sides as I geared myself up for the rest of the day.

Leaving the Railway, I turned left and took the next right which took me around behind New Street Station. I then took the next left onto Pinfold Street and, after a few minutes of confusion caused by road improvement works, I finally found my next destination. I was very excited about this place because I'd heard a lot about it. The first of 4 Good Beer Guide listed pubs on the day's agenda, I turned my attention to the Post Office Vaults. 


Situated in a building that was the former post office for the station, the Post Office Vaults also has 2 entrances, the one I enter through and another on New Street. Both entrances take you downstairs into a subterranean beer lover's paradise. The bar is small and just by both entrances with the rest of the space taken up by seating along one wall, a large pool table, stools towards the rear and all manner of brewery and beer related bric-a-brac, including old bottles, tankards and advertising posters and with the ceiling behind the bar covered in pump clips. Hop flowers adorn the ceiling of the bar area itself. I was already fascinated by this place and I hadn't even looked at the beers yet! 8 hand pumps sit on the bar, 2 of which feature regular beers in the form of Hobson's Mild and Kinver First Class Stamp (brewed especially for the pub). The remaining 6 feature guest beers from far and wide, updated regularly on the pub's website as and when they change over. At the time of my visit, the available options were Beowulf Dragon Smoke, Fernandes Pane in the Glass, Vocation American Red, Burning Soul Citrus Haze, Rat Brewing Rat Run and Kelham Island Another Fine Mess. Add to those options the fact that there are also 14 real ciders and perries and over 350 different bottled beers, it isn't really a surprise that this place is getting a lot of good press! It took me a few seconds to decide on my choice but I eventually went for American Red (4.7%) from Hebden Bridge based Vocation. This is an American style red ale brewed with US hops and both Munich and Crystal malts. The end result is a delicious, fruity and earthy beer with flavours of sweet malt and a gentle bitterness in the finish. I thoroughly it! Not just the beer but the experience itself as I sat opposite the bar, underneath the hops, listening to a regular and the barmaid discuss their mutual dislike for another barmaid's new boyfriend. This is a fabulous place and I'm very glad I made the effort to find it!

I was getting the feel for things now and it was time to move on, as hard as it was to leave the Post Office Vaults. My next stop was an approximate 5 minute walk away at the very end of Waterloo Street. Next up, Pure Craft Bar & Kitchen.


This was the first branch of this particular chain to open with the Nottingham venue now being sadly defunct. Set in a traditional building with a very open, industrial interior and walls adorned with modern art, this pub is also very quiet as it is still pre-lunchtime on a working Friday. Good Beer Guide listed, the pub acts as a brewery tap for Purity brewery but also features guest beers. Whilst the emphasis is primarily on keg beers, there are also 10 hand pumps, 8 of which were in use at the time I popped in. Unsurprisingly, the majority of these were Purity beers, namely Pure Gold (doubled up), Pure UBU, Mad Goose (doubled up) and Bunny Hop. However, 2 guests were also available in the shape of Kirkstall Three Swords and Roosters Baby-Faced Assassin. I opted on this occasion for the Three Swords (4.5%). This is a light coloured golden ale with characterised by flavours of grapefruit and strong hops throughout. It's certainly very refreshing and is served in a small branded chalice that resembles a large brandy glass. I sat at a nearby table that looked out into the rather featureless but still comfortable space which, in deference to the weather outside, is very warm indeed. I did spend some time trying to work if this was the result of having an open kitchen but ended up none the wiser. 
To reach my next location, I retraced my steps somewhat, which at least helped me to get my bearings and refresh my memory as to where everything is in this massive place. Making my way slightly further into the city centre, I reached Lower Temple Street where my next destination is located. The first of 2 Nicholson's pubs on this trip, this was The Shakespeare.


Reopened in 2010, this Victorian building has retained traditional décor and discrete lighting and has an emphasis on both good food and good beer. Internally, the bar takes up most one small where it sweeps along in an almost reverse Z shape. There is a small raised area to one side, featuring a few tables with high tables and stools throughout the rest of the room and a small dining area to the rear. There is also a period staircase to one side that leads up to the ladies toilets in area accessed through a large archway. All of the 8 hand pumps on the bar in use, featuring a choice of Purity Pure Gold, Nicholson's Pale Ale, Dark Star Partridge (all 3 of which are doubled up), Doom Bar and Fuller's Day Dreamer. Intrigued by the presence of a Fuller's beer, I dived straight into the Day Dreamer (4.2%). Billed as a New Zealand pale ale, it certainly lives up to the billing with gooseberry flavours prevalent from use of the Nelson Sauvin hop. It's a fruity, drinkable and very sessionable pale ale which I will definitely seek out elsewhere and is testament to Fuller's commitment to expanding their range, whatever you might think about their recent business moves. The Shakespeare is a very welcoming place and I've always been a fan of Nicholson's pubs for the décor and the beer as much as anything. I enjoyed my time here particularly in watching a guide dog attempt to tempt nearby customers to give it some food.

Soon however, it was time to move on again. After some wandering and a couple of misdirections, I eventually ended up on the right track and made my to Church Street, home of my next stop. Another Mitchells & Butler's pub, I was now at the Old Royal. 


This impressive Victorian corner pub is elaborately designed throughout and features emblems of England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales incorporated into the leaded windows. Inside is more of the same, along with portraits of former monarchs hanging on the walls. It's around 1pm when I arrive here and the pub is very busy with predominantly middle aged clientele but with a smattering of younger people. It's clear that some have finished for the day and celebrating a Friday half day, whilst others are hoping to squeeze in a liquid lunch before going back to work. The bar is roughly square, with service to the front and one side, at sits centrally to the room where tables and chairs are situated approximately around the edges. 3 of the 6 available hand pumps are in use, proffering the choice between Wainwright, Pendle White Witch and Timothy Taylor Landlord. I decided to give the Landlord a go and it was a good choice, being very well kept and eminently drinkable. Despite the busy-ness of the pub, I managed to find a small table at which to occupy my time and observe the hustle and bustle. I'd so far been impressed with the pubs I'd earmarked for this trip and that wasn't about to change.

A short walk from the Old Royal, and situated on another corner, was the 2nd Nicholson's branded pub of the day. Time now for the Old Contemptibles. 


This magnificent Victorian building houses another elaborately designed pub and is named after a dismissive nickname given to the British Expeditionary Force by Kaiser Wilhelm II of Germany during the First World War. The long wood-panelled bar runs the length of the main room, with a smaller snug to rear. The pub has high ceilings, hop flowers draped over partitions and low tables and chairs throughout, all looked over by photos and portraits relating to the British Army. Another nice feature is the surprisingly narrow and precarious period staircase that leads to the toilets, that's definitely one to take carefully! This pub was also very busy when I arrived, with what I again assume to be the working crowd. It doesn't take long to get served though which means I'm able to make a choice from amongst the bank of 10 hand pumps, 7 of which are in use. My choices here are Doom Bar, Nicholson's Pale Ale, Purity Pure UBU, Sharp's Rising Tide, West Berkshire Good Old Boy, Exmoor Ale and London Flying the Mags. I decided that it was finally time to get some Purity so I went for the Pure UBU (4.5%). This is a full flavoured amber ale, named after a nickname given to the old brewery dog (UBU in this case standing for 'Useless Bloody Urchin'). The beer is packed full of dark fruit notes, with Pilgrim and Cascade hops bringing out a distinctive, slightly sweeter finish. All in all, it's very good indeed!

From the Old Contemptibles, I turned left, continued to the end of the street and went left again. Following this road to the end, I reached the nearby dual carriageway where I turned right and followed the road until I reached a set of traffic lights with a church opposite. Crossing the road, I turned right past the church and then took the next right onto Bath Street at the top of which was my next pub of the day. Welcome to the Gunmakers Arms.


Another Good Beer Guide listed pub, the Gunmakers Arms is the brewery tap for the nearby Two Towers brewery which can be accessed and viewed from the rear courtyard. The pub itself is a Grade II listed Regency building, which was tastefully refurbished in 2017. The large bar area to the front features snug seating areas and there is a smaller room to the rear. Décor is minimal but tasteful and the bar itself is small but welcoming and features 10 handpulls in banks of 5, 3 and 2. The majority of the beers on offer were from Two Towers (as you'd expect), namely BSA, Snake Charmer, Jewellery Porter, Hockley Gold, Baskerville Bitter, Complete Muppetry and Chamberlain, with 2 guest beers from Milestone in the shape of Rich Ruby and Black Pearl and 1 pump remaining empty. It would be rude to visit a brewery tap and not try one of their beers so I decided on the Chamberlain (4.5%). This is a crisp, light ale with lots of grapefruit flavours and loads of hops in the finish. It was definitely worth the walk to find this pub and I sat on a stool at the bar, enjoyed both the beer and my surroundings and also snuck a few photos of the pub cat which seemed rather nonplussed by the whole situation.

It was a much shorter walk to my next destination. Leaving the Gunmakers Arms, I headed through the pedestrian underpass opposite and turned right. This brought me out on the other side of the aforementioned carriageway and I continued right and then took a left, at the end of which is Steelhouse Lane, home of both the infamous but now closed and very haunted jail and, less ominously, my next stop. I had now reached the Jekyll & Hyde.


Formerly the Queen's Head, this is a quirky pub with a faux-Victorian design throughout, all done with a good sense of humour. The bar is to the right of the entrance and extends along the wall with banquette seating opposite and stools in a space by the window to watch the world go by. Despite housing an upstairs gin bar and cocktails being prominent, there are also 4 handpulls, 3 of which were in use when I arrived. On offer were Sadler's American Rye, Firebrand Cross Pacific and Purity Bunny Hop. My choice of the American Rye (5%) proved well founded. This is a rich amber ale with moderate bitterness and the spicy character courtesy of the rye. This balances very well with the fruitiness of the hops, producing a very well rounded and delicious beer. I sat in the window and admired the internal décor of this quirky little gem. It certainly proved to be a very good idea to drop in!

My next move took me further into the city centre, in the general direction of the primary drinking circuit. Reaching Corporation Street, I spied my intended stop almost instantly. The obligatory Wetherspoons visit of the day would be at The Square Peg.


Sited in what was formerly Lewis' department store, The Square Peg boasts the longest bar in Birmingham at an impressive 82 1/2 feet. Uncommonly for pubs in the chain, the name is not rooted in local history. Moreover it comes from a comment made by Wetherspoon chairman Tim Martin who, upon viewing the plans for the pub in the old department store site, remarked that it looked like 'a square peg in a round hole'. The pub was christened as such upon completion. Inside, the usual Spoons décor and furniture abounds with lots of high tables and chairs and smaller tables spread throughout the extensive floor space. There is also the added bonus of toilets being on the same floor as the bar, something I've only seen in 2 other pubs in the chain, one of which is strangely also in Birmingham. Speaking of the bar, the beer range is impressive. 20 handpulls are present arranged in 4 banks of 5 along the bar's length. As well as the house beers of Ruddles, Abbot and Doom Bar (all doubled up), the choices included Barbourne Cherry Bakewell Cider (doubled up), Old Rosie, Cockeyed Cider Co. Bonobo Banana, Rudgate Brew No.3, Harviestoun Bitter & Twisted, Arundel Brew House Best, Grainstore Ten Fifty, Purbeck Katy Perry, Big Shed Kol Schisel, Bragdy Conwy Kodiak, Titanic Iceberg, St. Peter's Bloomin' Marvellous and Black Sheep Choc Orange Stout. I've always been a fan of Titanic Brewery and Iceberg in particular so I couldn't pass up the chance to enjoy it again. It was worth it for the beer was exactly as it should be, with floral notes building to a big hop finish and glowing to behold. I've mentioned before about how much I rate the care with which Wetherspoons look after their beers and it's good to see the consistency maintained across the estate, even if it's hard to stomach the chairman's political views.

Once again it was time to retrace my steps and I soon found myself in a familiar area as I had passed through it earlier in the day to reach other pubs. I remarked earlier about the how it seemed unusual to find a Fuller's beer in Birmingham but I guess it's not that strange, particularly as my next destination was a Fuller's pub. I was now at The Old Joint Stock. 


This pub and studio theatre venue is housed in a Grade II listed building built by J.A. Chatwin in 1864 for use as a library. The Birmingham Joint Stock bank quickly acquired the building and used it as one of their branches in the city. The Joint Stock Company amalgamated with Lloyds Bank in 1889 and Lloyds Bank continued to use the building until it was converted into a pub in 1997. The first floor theatre, which seats 95 people, was opened in 2006 with the £350,000 cost covered by Fuller's. The building is certainly impressive, even with the scaffolding that currently covers the front as refurbishment work is being carried out. The central island bar sits under a high domed ceiling with a skylight and is overseen by marble busts that occupy the coving that runs around the very top of the impressive windows. Equally impressive are the 15 hand pumps that supply the bar, arranged in 3 banks of 5 and offering mostly Fuller's beers but with a few guests. The available beers on the day were London Pride, ESB, Due South, Gale's Seafarer's, Oliver's Island (all which were doubled up), HSB, Dark Star American Brown, Dark Star Hophead, Butcombe Adam Henson's Rare Breed, St. Austell Proper Job and Silhill North Star. I've always quite liked Fuller's beers and their pubs are notably rather impressive. To that end, I went for the HSB (4.8%), which was as good as it should be and as good as I'd hoped. This is the former flagship beer of Horndean's sadly now defunct Gales Brewery and HSB even stands for Horndean Special Bitter. The recipe has been maintained to perfection and the beer I had on the day absolutely reflects the hard work and care with which the Gales legacy has been carried forward. Being in a theatre as I drank it, it seems appropriate to say 'Bravo!'.

It was something a bit more modern for my next stop and so I made my way over to Bennetts Hill for a visit for the final Good Beer Guide entry on this particular journey. I had now reached The Wellington.


This multi-award winning ale house has recently been refurbished and extended and now incorporates an additional upstairs bar and roof terrace beer garden. The bar runs down the right hand side of the room to about 3 quarters of the room's length with seating both beyond it and just in front as you enter. The décor is comfortable and features a dart board on one wall. 16 hand pumps are housed on the front bar with beers listed on a screen above, next to their designated pump number. If visiting here, be sure to order by number and not by beer name. I was lucky enough to find this out before my trip to avoid any faux pas. The bar also features 3 real cider pumps mounted on the back bar if that's where your inclinations lie. Beer-wise, the choice is vast. The pub is owned by Black Country Ales so, naturally, many of their beers feature. The full list for the day ran thus: Wye Valley HPA, Black Country BFG, Black Country Pig on the Wall, Black Country Fireside, Black Country Plum Pig, Oakham Citra, Purity Mad Goose, Froth Blowers Piffle Snonker, Errant Chimaira, Phoenix Arizona, Oakham Maelstrom, Siren Suspended In Oats, Siren Suspended In Neon, Briggs Metal, Vale of Glamorgan Dark Matter and Gloucester Six Malt Porter. Perhaps unsurprisingly, I needed a little bit of time to make my choice here but I finally decided on the Oakham Maelstrom (5.2%). This is a New Zealand IPA and, as such, is packed with citrus and tropical fruit flavours from the predominance of New Zealand hops namely, Nelson Sauvin, Waimea and Pacific Gem. It's an explosion of hoppiness but not overpowering and it's gone far too quickly. Still, a cracking beer in a cracking pub. What more can you ask for?

With any luck more of the same and that was certainly the aim as my wandering continued. My next stop saw me make my way over to Cannon Street and The Windsor.


Just off of New Street, this is an open plan pub that feels a lot smaller than it actually is but in a good, cosy way instead of feeling cramped. Owned by Mitchells and Butlers it carries with it their traditional values and ambience of simple things done well. The bar is central and immediately opposite the entrance. Seating is located throughout in the form of scrubbed wooden tables. TVs are prevalent and situated on most walls, showing Sky Sports when I was in. 3 of the 5 hand pumps are in use, offering a choice of Landlord, Purity Mad Goose and St. Austell Tribute. It was the first time I'd seen Tribute that day so it would have been rude not to give it a go and I'm glad I did. It was kept very well indeed and certainly seemed to disappear from the glass at a fair pace. 

My next stop wasn't far away at all and I had in fact passed it earlier in the day. Back on Temple Street, I made my way to The Trocadero.


Affectionately known as 'The Troc', this is a Grade II listed building with an exterior of glazed tile and terracotta in the post-Victorian style. Formerly the fire engine house for the Norwich Union Insurance Company, it was altered in 1883 to become the Bodega wine bar before becoming the Trocadero in 1902 when the attractive frontage was added. The Birmingham Surrealists, a group of artists and intellectuals associated with the city from the 1930s to 1950s, are known to have met here regularly. Inside, the pub is fairly narrow, with the bar running down one side. There is seating opposite and a more expansive area to the rear where further seating can be found. When I arrived, the pub was fairly busy with the beginnings of the after work crowd but I was still able to access the bar easily enough. The narrowness of the pub seems to create the illusion that it's much more crowded than it really is. 5 hand pumps greeted me, 4 of which offered delights in the form of Landlord, Jennings Cumberland, Purity Pure UBU and Doom Bar. I again went for the Landlord on this occasion and this was very good as it had been earlier in the day. I decided to stand at the bar rather than sit, largely because I couldn't see any available seats but also to allow me to further soak in the atmosphere. This is another very well-appointed pub with friendly and welcoming staff. It has a dark side however. The pub has something of a ghostly reputation. Much of the activity is blamed on a former landlord, Henry Skinner, who was murdered on the premises in 1895, when it was still the Bodega. The story goes that he got into an argument with the Allen brothers over the firing of one of them and was shot dead in anger. He appears reluctant to leave the scene of his untimely demise. Glasses are knocked over by unseen hands and beer mats and loose change have been propelled through the air. Objects are found left on tables in the morning when staff arrive to open, with clocks being a particular favourite. Money in the fruit machines is violently rattled, usually startling regulars in the process. A previous manager even claimed to have seen the apparition of a male that was identified as Henry and would consequently say hello and goodbye to him at the start and end of each shift. Henry is not the only spirit said to still linger. The ghosts of two girls who fell to their deaths on a spiral staircase are said to occasionally make an appearance along with strange lights and sounds and the wafting smell of burning when none can be found, believed to link back to the building's time as a fire station. Spooky stuff!

Back on the physical plane, it was time for me to make a move and with the discovery that my return train ticket wouldn't become valid for over an hour, I had time to squeeze in one more venue. This particular one was somewhat of a wildcard by virtue of the fact that I didn't know if I would definitely have time to get to it. Thankfully, luck was on my side so I made the walk over to The Anchor in Digbeth.


Formerly known as The Anchor Inn, this is one of the oldest pubs in Digbeth, dating back to 1797. The current building was constructed in 1901 to a design by James and Lister Lea for Holt Brewery. The building was granted Grade II listed status in 1991 and has won CAMRA Regional Pub of the Year numerous times in 1996/7, 1998/9, 2003/4 and 2007/8. The current landlord took over in 2016 following 43 years of the pub being in the hands of the Keane family. The Anchor is recognised by CAMRA has having a nationally important historic interior. The interior is certainly impressive as I'm summoned inside by the sounds of Alice in Chains. Through the speakers obviously. I saw no sign that they were there in person. The main public bar is divided in 2 by a three-quarter height timber and glass screen, of which there were formerly 2 with the other running parallel to it to create an off sales passage from a former doorway on Rea Street. The original bar back and counter remain and form an L-shaped serving space with mirror etched panels on the back-bar fitting. The windows feature Art Nouveau-style glass. There is a small drinking area between the Rea Street entrance and the smoke room and an old off-sales hatch still exists, complete with a sliding panel. At the rear, original fixed seating with bell-pushes remains in situ in the smoke room with the addition of a 1960s counter in place of the old serving hatch. This is a wonderful example of how pubs used to be and it's a shame that so many like it have fallen by the wayside. But what of the beers? 6 hand pumps dominate the bar with 3 given over to ciders and the rest for ales. The choices on the day were Birmingham Pale Brummie, Fixed Wheel Mild Concussion and Fixed Wheel King Kelly with the cider options being Thatcher's Cheddar Valley, Lilley's Crazy Goat and Hogan's Lonely Partridge. After a moment's deliberation, I opted for the King Kelly (4.5%). This turned out to be a stout and a cracking one it is too! Creamy, smooth and easy to drink it's full of roasted notes and chocolate aromas before a big, hoppy finish. It's certainly a delightful beer and a fitting finale to the day's events. I was very glad that I'd had the time and made the effort to get to The Anchor. I'd first spotted it late last year when Amy and I had travelled down by coach for a gig. The pub is right around the corner from the coach station but, due to its late early week opening times, we never managed to make it inside for a pint. Situation rectified! This truly is a cracking place, and it fully demonstrates the need for both appreciating and preserving pub heritage. They don't make pubs like this any more so let's make the most of the ones we've got!

And so, with my head spinning and my liver swimming, it was time to wend my way back to New Street Station for the journey back home. But what a day it had been! Birmingham had not disappointed me in the slightest. I explored some absolute gems, drank some fantastic beers, did an awful lot of walking and made the most of the Spring time weather before it inevitably all goes downhill. There wasn't a single pub that I had any issues with and no negative comments to be made about any. The pubs and the people were wonderful and the best thing is that this is only a small snippet of the hundreds of pubs in the city. There is no way I won't be coming back to investigate more of them! It's definitely safe to say that this survey of the second city, was a spectacular success!











Tuesday, February 19, 2019

Bristol Whipped!

Our second day of this year's visit to Bristol dawned in a decidedly more inclement way than the one before but we were not to be deterred. Following a hearty breakfast at the Spoons two doors down from Matt and Jess's flat, we made our way back into the city centre with the idea to begin the day's alcohol consumption slightly later by distracting ourselves with a couple of rounds of mini golf at Cabot Circus. Having confirmed that I'm largely still terrible at any kind of sporting activity, it was time for the real work to begin. What followed would be an introduction to some pubs we'd yet to visit and a return to some much-loved favourites, some of which we'd be introducing to Amy for the first time.
Being at Cabot Circus gave us a good spot from which to embark on our exploration and it's in the vicinity of a couple of cracking pubs. It seemed only fair, with the weather forecast to be wet and windy thanks to Storm Erik, to choose a route which kept us as dry as possible. To that end, our day began at The Phoenix.



Situated on a corner plot that faces into Champion Square, The Phoenix opened in 2011 following a refurbishment of the previous property. A further recent refurbishment has taken place to add an enclosed, modern conservatory space. Inside, the bar sits to the right of the door with the immediate area consisting of low seating and dim lighting with a single step down to a rear area where can be found further tables and chairs, the aforementioned conservatory lit by bulbs attached to repurposed gas cellar gas gauges and a large outside patio area. The 3 handpumps on the bar regularly offer beers from local breweries and our visit was no exception. Available to choose from were New Bristol Uber Paris, Butcombe Original and Bristol Beer Factory Independence. I opted for the Independence, Matt for the Original and Amy went down the craft beer route with a pint of Tiny Rebel's Clwb Tropicana. We took our seats at a table in the conservatory and absorbed our well-appointed surroundings. I'd never been to The Phoenix before and I was glad we'd started the day here as it definitely bade well for what was to come. As for the beer, the Independence was an excellent starting choice. This is a 4.6% pale ale with strong hoppy notes on the nose and in the taste which leads to a sweet fruitiness and a hoppy finish. All-in-all, it's a very well-rounded beer indeed!

Upon leaving The Phoenix, it was clear that the rain had begun again. Thankfully, our next destination was a very short walk away. It was time for a return trip to a Bristol institution and a perennial favourite amongst the many pubs in the city. We now made our way to the Volunteer Tavern.


Dating from 1670 and listed, the Volunteer reopened in 2011 following a 6 month period of closure. Very popular locally, it was voted Bristol and District CAMRA Pub of the Year in 2016 and regularly features in the Good Beer Guide. The interior is small but cosy with a small bar to the side of the room and low tables and chairs throughout. The garden is large and features repurposed kegs as stools, along with picnic bench style tables and a working piano! The pub hosts regular pop-up kitchens with the incumbent being Naasto Baasto Gujarati cuisine. The pub was quiet on our visit which is not a surprise given the weather and that it's the middle of the day on a Friday. This does however, give us plenty of time to peruse the beer options. 5 of the 6 handpulls are occupied when we arrive offering a wide choice of beers, namely Animal Polar Bear, Twisted Oak Volly Hoptamistic (brewed especially for the pub), Electric Bear Werrrd, Kult Rebel and Twisted Oak Solstice. I eventually decided to go for the Twisted Oak Solstice (4.7%). This is a beer in the style of a special bitter so it's dark brown in colour with a warming maltiness and intense bitter notes that lead to a surprisingly smooth finish. It certainly helped in the process of drying off! We took a round table roughly in the middle of the room and adjacent to the toilets where conversation turned to family health and the fact the inside of the pub's main door is painted like the exterior of a TARDIS. Today was already turning into a fantastic day and that was certainly set to continue.

We left the Volunteer through the aforementioned door to find that the rain had at least temporarily abated, although this didn't stop the driver of a passing car from driving through a puddle and splashing us. Still, the next pub wasn't far away and this would be another new location to tick off the list. We ventured now, to The Bridge Inn.


Independently owned and decorated externally with a giant mural of Jimi Hendrix, The Bridge is a small but comfortable pub with a décor dedicated to rock music which has already made it a winner before I've even had a look at the beers. The main entrance leads directly to the bar, with a small seating area to the right, which is already full, and a smaller area to the left which features the toilets. In good weather, picnic style tables placed outside increase the seating options. In addition to the 5 handpumps clustered on the bar, there is an impressive selection of malt whiskies, rums, gins, vodkas and Belgian bottled beers. To add to how incredible the place is, it also features in the Good Beer Guide. Speaking of the 5 handpumps, there was an intriguing selection available for us. Our choices here were XT 4, Grey Trees Mosaic, Box Steam Tunnel Vision, Animal Polar Bear and the regular Dark Star Hophead. I decided on the Mosaic (4.2%) from Aberdare-based Grey Trees. As the name suggests, this is a single-hopped beer. The Mosaic gives a complex array of tropical fruit flavours, along with characteristics of citrus, berry, herbs, earth and pine. It packs quite a hoppy punch for its ABV and it certainly won me over. The pub was standing room only by this point but we manage to find a small ledge opposite the bar on which to lean and passed the time by trying to identify the musicians who featured on the newspaper collage on the wall next to us. The Bridge is an absolute belter of a pub and I recommend that you stop what you're doing right now and go there as soon as you can. You won't be disappointed!

We could have stayed at the Bridge all day but needs must and so we made our way to another pub that is something of a favourite of mine as well as locally. Next stop, the Cornubia.


A short walk from Temple Meads Station and a regular in the Good Beer Guide, this is a small, cosy pub in an 18th century building with two linked rooms displaying much patriotic memorabilia and an impressive array of pump clips adorning walls and ceiling. The bar takes up almost all of one side of the room, with a smaller snug to the left as you enter. Seating is in the form of wooden tables and chairs and sofa style seating near the windows. The outside area has been much expanded and now caters for boules as well as BBQs (weather permitting of course). A large selection of books and board games are available, there is a big screen TV and a fish tank that contains live turtles. 10 handpulls occupy the bar, with 8 in use when we arrive. Our options consist of By the Horns Transatlantic Cowboy, Lenton Lane Bluebird, Beowulf Clout, Cornubia SO (the pub's house beer), Incredible Amber, Incredible Rye and two ciders, namely Big Apple and Devon Blush, both from Ashridge. I opted for the Transatlantic Cowboy (4.5%), an American style brown ale from Wimbledon-based By the Horns. This is hoppy and lightly smoked with subtle roasted notes and it's a very good beer. I thoroughly enjoyed it as we sat in the window, admiring the interior of the pub and learning the turtles are named after the ones from Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, although one is now sadly deceased. We also heard the barmaid discussing her bosom with a customer which seemed a bit random and out of context but strange things always seem to happen in Bristol!

Speaking of strange things, our next stop was a place that I'd heard many good things about, not just for the beer but for the history and stories about the place. Making the jaunt over to King Street, we now visited the Llandoger Trow.


This architecturally important and impressive pub dates back to 1664 and is thought to bear a unique name. The name comes from a captain Hawkins who retired to run the pub after previously sailing a trow (a flat bottomed sailing barge) between South Wales and Bristol. The Llandoger part of the name is thought to refer to Llandogo, a small Welsh village in Monmouthshire situated on the river Wye and believed to be Hawkins' home. When it was first built, the pub had five gables and stood beside Welsh Back where ships from across the Severn were once moored. The pub originally occupied just one of these gables with the others being used by tradesmen such as basket makers, grocers and tobacconists. The pub extended into the other gables in September 1942 when the two end gables were destroyed by WWII bombs. There are many stories about the pub including that this is where Daniel Defoe met Alexander Selkirk, whose story inspired Robinson Crusoe and that the pub itself was the inspiration for the Admiral Benbow featured in Robert Louis Stevenson's Treasure Island. Other stories are less of literature and more the paranormal. The Llandoger Trow is alleged to be one of Bristol's most haunted pubs with its most famous tale being that of the apparition of a sad, crippled boy who is regularly seen around the property. Poltergeist activity has also been reported, particularly in the kitchen and restaurant where cutlery is thrown by unseen hands. Pictures have also been known to fly off the walls without an explanation. Given the history and stories of this pub, it's perhaps unsurprising that this kind of activity has been associated with it.
On the more earthbound side of things, the pub is large and atmospheric with much of the original architecture remaining including exposed beams, large rooms and mock Tudor frontage. The bar is large and long and runs parallel along an internal wall with lots of seating situated throughout. 5 handpumps sit on the bar with 4 of them available for us to make our choices from. The available beers were Sharp's Doom Bar, Brains Rev. James, Fuller's London Pride and Black Sheep Best Bitter. I'm rather partial to a pint of Rev. James (4.5%) and this proved to be a good option, with flavours and aromas of malt and fruit leading to a bittersweet taste and a well-balanced finish.

We'd decided earlier in the day that 2 bona fide favourites of all of ours would feature on this trip but before we got to both of those, we opted to stay on King Street for one more beer. There are so many cracking pubs in this area of Bristol that it would be rude not to. Our next location was a mere stone's throw away and another location that I was familiar with but which Amy had yet to experience. Next up, Small Bar.

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Located in a large, Grade II listed building, the pub has gone through many incarnations including Sublime, Indigo, Mulligan's Whiskey Emporium, Dr. Thirsty's Surgery and The Bunch of Grapes but it's current name is something of a misnomer. Whilst the bar area itself is of a modest size, the rest of the building certainly makes up for it. The bar opened in 2013 and serves a mixture of keg and cask beers from a massive number of taps (I counted 21) on the wall behind the bar. Uniquely, the beers are only served in 1/2, 1/3 and 2/3 measures and payment is by card only, with no cash accepted. There are two rooms downstairs, one containing the bar and repurposed barrels as tables and the other featuring bench style extending to the rear. There is also an upstairs room that features comfortable chairs and sofas and a small library. Beer-wise, we were very much spoilt for choice here. The list of products is exhaustive but gives an idea of the range of styles and breweries featured. The available choices were Northern Monk Saesoner, Wiper & True x Tempest Sicilian Sour, Siren Calypso, Oedipus Polyamorie, Little Earth Hedgerow Blend, Left Handed Giant Ubu, Tiley's Cashmere, Tiley's Amarillo Centennial, Left Handed Giant Sky Alone, Electric Bear Whirly Bird, Verdant Bennetton, Manual This Elevator, Pressure Drop Show of Hands, Glasshouse Call of Beer Duty, Tiley's Amber Nelson, Good Chemistry Shadow Future, Manual Based on a True Story, Lervig Dark Orbit, Tiley's Imperial Brown and Kees Caramel Fudge Stout. Picking through the vast array of options was no easy task but narrowing down my choices, I finally decided on Cashmere from Tiley's. Tiley's is a small brewery, operating out of the award-winning Salutation Inn in Ham, Gloucestershire producing small batch beers for sale on site and at selected outlets in the local area. Cashmere (4.1%) is an American style pale ale with big, bolshy hop flavours and a big hit of citrus. It's very nice indeed and I settled for 2/3 to make it last even longer. We took a seat at a long table in the downstairs room, enjoyed our beers and discussed how the day was progressing. Personally, we have a fantastic time!

It was now time to move on again, to the first of 2 of our favourite pubs in Bristol. Making our way out of King Street, we retraced some of our steps from the previous day as we made our way to the Bag of Nails.




This small, gas-lit, terraced freehouse dates from the 1860s and is renowned throughout the city as 'the cat pub' and for its eccentric list of rules including no 'idiot pub crawls' or inflatable bananas. The pub landlord has several cats that are allowed to roam free and tend to take up residence on the bar, on tables or pretty much wherever they like! You definitely need to be a fan of felines here! Inside, as well as cats, there are terracotta colours, portholes in the floor and music played from an old school record player. There are board games and Lego sets for customers and toys for the cats. It's a brilliant place and that's before you even get to the beer! The pubs is Good Beer Guide listed and it's easy to see why. The bar extends down most of one side of the narrow room and features 8 handpulls, all but one of which had something to offer. Our choices in this fine establishment were between Dawkins Brandy Chocolate Stout, C.O.B. Ordinary Bitter, Box Steam Campfire Porter, Vibrant Forest Cambrian Root, Moor Old Freddy Walker, Hop Kettle Red Star and Electric Bear Werrrd. Amy and I went for the same beer here, namely Werrrd (4.2.%) from Bath's Electric Bear. This is a very well-balanced and very-sessionable American style pale ale brewed with fruit-forward hops. The aroma carries pink grapefruit, mango and orange rind and these follow through into the flavour. The whole thing ends with a nice, piney bitterness. It's a delicious beer and testament to the idea that beer tastes amazing when you're surrounded by cats!

It was a shame to leave our feline friends behind but we had one more pub to get to. Possibly our favourite pub in all of Bristol, it's a haven of great beer, awesome music and wonderful company. Have you guessed where it is yet? I speak, of course, of the Gryphon.



Triangular in shape due to its corner plot, the Gryphon sits just a few yards uphill from Colston Hall. It is very much a shrine to heavy metal and rock music and accompanies it with excellent beer, the fruits of which can be seen on the ceiling which is entirely covered with pump clips from every beer they've ever poured and its regular entry into the Good Beer Guide. We love coming here so it seemed only fitting that our final pub of the trip should be this one. 4 of the 6 handpulls were pouring on the day and they were offering a fine choice of Brew York Fairytale of Brew York, Harlech Castle, Fixed Wheel Bear Cage and Stealth Mint Spy. I'm becoming a big fan of Brew York so opted for the Fairytale (4.9%). This is a coffee and walnut milk stout with roasted notes and an aroma not unlike Christmas cake. The walnut is subtle and the lactose flavours round out the whole thing with a triumph. Christmas really had come early! We were lucky enough to be able to get a seat at one of the few empty tables were we happily soaked up the atmosphere and were joined by Matt's bandmate Kenny and his girlfriend Cecilia. With our party now up to 5, we continued to revel in our surroundings and gorged ourselves on more pints and epic music. It's never easy to leave the Gryphon but sadly the time had come to venture back to the flat, via the local takeaway. The weather had begun to worsen but luckily the only casualty was Amy's umbrella. 

The following day would see us bid Bristol farewell until the next time. What a couple of days it had been! Bristol never ceases to impress and surprise me. There's a reason that we go back every year. As well as catching up with Matt and Jess, it's always a fantastic experience exploring this great city. The old favourites are deservedly visited time and again and new pubs always provide an opportunity to add more favourites to the list. The beers are fantastic, the breweries are brilliant, the pubs are wonderful and the people are by and large the nicest you could meet, notwithstanding the odd weirdo, evidenced by the bloke on the bus back to Hanham who was telling anyone who would listen about his health issues since his GP had retired. Still, despite the number of times I've visited, there's still so much more to see and do! Many more pubs have yet to make it into this blog and the time will eventually come, no doubt via some old haunts as well. I can say, hand on heart, that Bristol will never not win me over. Bristol you've done it again!




































































































































































































































































Wednesday, February 13, 2019

Ship Shape and Bristol Fashion!

Regular readers of this blog will know that there is something of an annual tradition of a trip to Bristol, at least once a year, in order to explore the many excellent drinking establishments of a fantastic city. Last week it was that time again so Amy and I headed for the South-West for 2 days of much frivolity and many beers in many fine pubs, in the company of our good friends Matt & Jess. We arrived mid-morning on a suitably grey and wet Thursday having survived the initial stages of Storm Erik, which would make its presence known in some style in the following 36 hours.
Following a tea break and a chill out, it was time to begin our adventures in Bristol. For our first day, we had a rough plan in mind that involved exploring a number of pubs along and near the harbour area, making a rough loop around the Avon before heading back. This trip would sadly be in the absence of Jess who, as well as being a tad poorly, had to work but we would at least catch up with her later on.

Matt, Amy and I got the bus into the city centre and made our way to the harbourside, a couple of locations of which have appeared in previous entries. However, on this occasion, all but one of our stops was a brand new destination and I was very excited to see where the trip would take us. Our first stop was the Good Beer Guide listed No. 1 Harbourside.
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Named after it's convenient location on the bank of the Avon, this is a modern pub/diner in an excellent position on the quayside of the floating harbour. The mostly glass frontage gives way to a spacious interior with tables and chairs arranged roughly centrally in front of the bar that sits along the back room. The facilities are comfortable and modern and there are further seats available outside but those are better saved for a day that is much finer than the one on which we visit. The bar boasts 5 handpulls, offering to us a choice between Bristol Beer Factory 12 Apostles, BBF Fortitude, Sharp's Atlantic, New Bristol Brewery Joy of Sesh and Butcombe Adam Henson's Rare Breed. After a moment's deliberation, Matt and I both opted for the Joy of Sesh (4.2%), whilst Amy warmed up for the day with a Grolsch. The Joy of Sesh proved to be a delicious way to begin the day. Packed with lots of flavour and certainly very sessionable, this beer is jammed with tropical, citrus and stone-fruit notes from Mosaic and Citra as well as a delicious, clean mouthfeel from the use of both oats and Maris Otter malt. New Bristol are one of a wonderful crop of new breweries that have sprung up in the city in recent years to strong acclaim and, with beers like this in their locker, it's not hard to see why! The day had gotten off to a strong start and, with ourselves sufficiently fortified, we carried on our journey.

We now began to made our way towards the Hotwells area of the city where we intended to pick up the Avon and make our way along the bank. On the way to this area, our fantastic friend and tour guide Matt suggested a quick detour to another pub that he was a big fan of. It proved to be an excellent decision and we next found ourselves at The Three Tuns.







Located on St. George's Road and in the shadow of Bristol cathedral, the Three Tuns welcomes all-comers with it's wonderful sign that features a regal looking Nicolas Cage (yes, that one). Independently owned and with an L-shaped interior, the pub won CAMRA Local Pub of the Year in 2012 and is Good Beer Guide listed. The furniture is a mixture of scrubbed wooden tables and mixed seating and there is also a heated rear patio that features a mural from a local artist. 7 handpulls grace the bar, with 4 of them being in use when we visit. Our choice is excellent and varied with Trefforest Brewery Crazy Peacock, Tap Social 16ft Norwegian, XT Brewing 13 and Tiley's Table Beer all available. Pontypridd based Bragdy Twt Lol, known in English as Trefforest Brewery, are a brewery that I'm familiar with as I often get bought bottles of their beer for Christmas from Amy's aunt who lives near the site. Their beers are named bilingually in both English and Welsh as is everything on their excellent website. My familiarity drew me instantly to Pewin Ynfytyn/Crazy Peacock (4.8%). This is a powerful and earthy American style IPA with big hoppy hits from North American Cascade and Columbus. It's also dry hopped with Pacific Gem and Cascade for an extra big hit of citrus. It's a delicious and thoroughly drinkable beer, belying it's ABV. I'm a big fan of the Three Tuns. It's small and welcoming with friendly and enthusiastic staff, cracking beer and a real community feel about it. I cannot recommend this place enough!

It was time for our journey to continue and we made our way down the road towards the river where our next location is permanently moored. Next up, a place that makes a return visit to this blog and also features in the Good Beer Guide, maintaining the spot it's deservedly earned for many years. We now arrived at the Grain Barge.




The barge was originally built in 1936 and converted into a floating pub in 2007 by Bristol Beer Factory who still run the premises. Views can be had of the SS Great Britain moored nearby as well as passing boats and the floating harbour. Accessed down a flight of steps, the main bar area takes up the lower deck with toilets and a performance space in the hold. Seating consists of wooden tables at each end as well as an extended wooden shelf that runs throughout the length and overlooks the water. The exposed upper deck acts as a beer garden as is a sun trap on summer days. The bar is just inside and to the right of the main entrance and features 5 handpulls, 4 of which were in use on the day in question. 3 of the beers are, unsurprisingly, from Bristol Beer Factory, namely Fortitude, Nova and Force of Nature. The 4th pump is occupied by Zero Zero from Arbor, another local brewery. Craft lager and cider are also available namely Korev from St. Austell and Sulis from Bath Ales as well as Caple Road and North Street ciders. It seemed only fitting to try one of BBF's own beers in one of their establishments and I decided that the Force of Nature was a worthy choice. How right I was! Brewed to celebrate the brewery's 14th birthday, this is best described as a hop bomb. Brewed with Ekuanot, Simcoe, Galaxy and Citra, the beer is bursting with tropical fruit and flavours of grapefruit, passionfruit, papaya and peaches. The taste is well rounded and smooth with all the punchy fruit you'd expect and a more than drinkable ABV of 4.2%. Matt had swung for the craft lager in the form of Bath Ales Sulis and Amy had tackled the North Road cider. Both seemed very pleased with their choices and we enjoyed our drinks as we watched the boats go by and the rain come down.

The afternoon was in full swing by the time we disembarked and headed down the river bank to our next location, which sits adjacent to a road bridge over the river. We had now reached the Pump House.





This Grade II listed building was constructed around 1870 by Thomas Howard in order to house a hydraulic pump that powered bridges and lock gates around the harbour. It was replaced in this function by the current hydraulic engine house in the 1880s and is now a pub and restaurant renowned for serving excellent food produced by an award winning chef. The building is owned by Bristol City Council and sits at the spot where Bristol Docks meet the Avon. Inside, the décor is comfortable and features exposed brickwork, bric-a-brac and breweriana. The ceilings are high and the bar is roughly central and very well stocked with the entire back wall made up of several shelves of a very substantial gin selection. The bar also features 5 handpulls. 2 of this proffered the choice of Moor Beer Confidence and St. Austell Cornish Best Bitter. Being a big fan of Moor Beer, I was instantly won over by this choice. Confidence (4.6%) is styled as a red ale with flavours of rich caramel and toffee malt and a burst of fruity, juicy hops. Moor Beer are doing cracking things and I've yet to try a beer of theirs that I haven't enjoyed. This beer is no exception and is yet another reason why Bristol is one of the best beer cities in the UK, nay, the world.


It was over the road bridge and onto the opposite bank of the docks for out next location as we began the return loop of our beer tour. Our first stop on this side of the water saw us visit the Nova Scotia.


A pub since 1811, the Nova Scotia started life as 3 terraced cottages situated on the area known as Spike Island adjacent to the Cumberland Basin at the very end of the Avon Gorge. Formerly a coaching inn, the building is Grade II listed and still retains features of it's previous life, including lanterns and the entrance to the coach yard. The single bar to one side serves a small lounge area, a more basic strip by the bar and the 'Captain's Room' behind a Victorian screen. The décor includes photos of old Bristol and pleasant furnishings whilst seating is largely wooden tables and chairs. There is also a jukebox with an eclectic variety of genres prompting much conversation amongst ourselves. On the bar sit 5 handpulls, with a choice on this occasion of Courage Director's, Charles Wells Bombardier, the house Nova Scotia Ale, Caledonian Deuchars and Box Steam Golden Bolt. I decided on the Bombardier and this proved to be in excellent condition. Conversation turned, amongst other things, to what Extreme sound like when they're not singing More Than Words and the upcoming festival season with an emphasis on Download. Before we knew it, our glasses were empty and it was time to move on to yet another pub.

Our next location was handily nearby and we paused momentarily to observe the Clifton Suspension Bridge, resplendent on the distant hillside, before we entered The Cottage Inn.



Famed for its suntrap location, especially in the afternoon and early evening, this is a Butcombe owned premises located in Baltic Wharf with excellent views of the aforementioned bridge. Ferries to the centre depart from right outside the pub so it's a perfect place to visit for a pint before a scenic waterborne journey back into town. Cosy and quaint inside, The Cottage is decorated with bric-a-brac and other memorabilia as well as old photos of the area and the city as whole. The 4 handpulls offer Ashton Still Cider, Liberation EPA and 2 beers from Butcombe, namely Butcombe Original and Butcombe Gold. I'm an enormous fan of Butcombe's beers so decided to have the Gold and, as usual, it was marvellous with its fresh, earthy and herbal notes. Thoughts here turned to our experiences of flying, brought about by mine and Amy's recollection of particularly awful turbulence we encountered en route to Florida in September. Flying of a different sort was on our minds next as we left this excellent pub behind and flew on to our next destination.

Our next stop was one that a Bristol City supporter had recommended to me during a recent visit to the Nottingham pub where I work. It seemed only fair to take his advice and visit the Bristol Beer Factory Tap Room.


Located in the Bedminster area of the city, this is a very comfortable brewery tap room in an old building that was previously used as a tobacco factory and now also doubles as an event space. Seating inside consists of tables with benches, stools, chairs and even a 3 piece suite. The furniture itself is scattered throughout the room, which has an almost school hall feel to it and includes a small stage at one end with curtains obscuring whatever may lay beyond. The bar is known to get busy at weekends due to its proximity to Ashton Gate, home to both Bristol City and Bristol RFC. The bar, which sits in one corner, features 6 handpumps, most of which tend to be those of the owners BBF, although there are guests. During our visit, the available options were Fortitude, Nova and Independence, all from BBF as well as Quartet, a collaboration between BBF and another local brewery, Wiper & True. The 2 guest ales were Good Chemistry Future Shadow and, from distinctly further afield Saltaire Triple Choc Stout. The Quartet was my choice for the occasion and a great it was too. At 4.2%, this is a citrus and lactose session IPA with the big hop notes and balanced maltiness of an IPA combined with the sweet creaminess of the lactose for a beer that hits in all the right places. Bristol does beers right!

Our next plan was to begin to head back towards the water and check out some more pubs in the area of Wapping Wharf. On our way, we decided to pop into a pub that would help to break up what was otherwise a fairly long walk. To say we took a punt on the next pub we saw in close proximity would pretty much sum it up! Either way, we had a quick pit stop at the Avon Packet.



Décor-wise, this pub turned out to be a pleasant surprise. Single roomed, with a central bar and seating situated around, the Avon Packet boasts a number of unique internal and external features. As well as a bridge over a bear pit in the back garden, there is also a duck pond and a children's play area, a collection of toy buses behind the bar and walls covered in vintage photographs. As this was just a pit stop, we had time for a quick half of Doom Bar, the one beer available amongst the 4 handpumps and warmed ourselves by the log fire, although perhaps a bit too much as it felt like my face was melting. The pub was moderately busy for a Thursday although it was close to finishing time for local businesses so I suspect it may have been the after work trade and was definitely made up of regulars. 

Moving on from our unscheduled stop, we headed back towards the Redcliffe area, where Wapping Wharf is located, to visit a pub that Matt has mentioned many a time, a pub and music venue known as the Louisiana.




Standing out due to its Mississippi-style exterior, this landmark pub is well known locally as a popular an vibrant live music venue which has showcased lots of bands, both before and after they were widely known. Scottish indie band Travis has previously played here, amongst other more decorated acts. The downstairs bar area is decorated with softwood tables and cushioned chairs. The bar is to the right as you enter and curves around the room with the seating arranged between the bar and an area to the rear where the toilets can be found and where carvery stations appear to be on standby, albeit minus the food. On the bar, 2 handpulls feature a choice between Butcombe Original and Bath Gem. Having not had any Bath ales thus far, the Gem seemed like a good way to go and I'm pleased to say that it was. Once again, Bath Ales is a brewery from which I've never had a bad pint. 

We had time for one more venue before tiredness and hunger dictated the rest of the evening. It was decided that we'd venture to Wapping Wharf to explore a bar that showcased yet another of Bristol's fantastic breweries, one that has been doing excellent things with barrel aging and wild yeast strains for a while now. I speak of course of Wild Beer.



Officially known as Wild Beer at Wapping Wharf, this is a new bar in a brand new development. This may upset the purists amongst you to know that, whilst the venue has 20 beers on tap, these are all on keg and served in quantities of 2/3 or smaller. Still, it would be rude to investigate the place further, especially when it's now managed by somebody I worked with many years ago. The interior consists primarily of low bench style tables, with the bar at one end and the kitchen at the other, some parts of which are visible. There was almost too much to choose from here but I did manage to make a note of the full list, the majority of which featured beers from Wild Beer themselves. Wild Beer offerings included Sleeping Lemons, Shika, Dirty Boots, Sleeping Limes, Bibble, Funky Dory, Pogo, Epic Saison, Sour Dough, Millionaire, Yokai, Et Tu?, Redwood, Fresh and Taras Boulba. 2 guest beers came from Siren in the shape of Cradle of Future and Suspended in Cascade, whilst a 3rd came from Good Chemistry with Wit's End. Pilton Stickleback Cider and Perry's Barn Owl cider were also available. More than a little overwhelmed, I played it safe and went for the Bibble (4.2%), a fruity and hoppy session ale with a good, solid malt base. Truly, Wild Beer are wizards and this place is a sight to behold.

We were now truly starting to flag and, with the prospect of another day of drinking the following day, took the decision to head home via a takeaway to fuel ourselves for a good night's sleep and more of the same. I can never reiterate enough how amazing Bristol is. Every time we go back, I discover new and amazing beers and pubs. And this was just Day One! Stay tuned for a full report on Day Two which featured several return trips to some old favourites as well as some brand new pubs and some great laughs had by all. Watch this space! Until then, I must bid you adieu!



Tuesday, January 22, 2019

An Appraisal of Alfreton

Greetings everyone! And a belated happy new year! Following on from my previous promise to try and be more consistent with entries, I'm pleased to welcome you to what I certainly hope will be many updates this year. With things a bit less taxing financially, I aim to bring you at least one entry a month where possible in hopes of bringing things back to the level of regular updates.
My first trip of the year is one that had been on the backburner for quite some time for reasons that I hope make sense. Last week, on a cold and inclement Wednesday afternoon, I was finally able to make my way to a location that has long eluded, in hopes of carrying out an exploration into the pubs of Alfreton.
Alfreton  is a town and civil parish in Amber Valley, Derbyshire adjoining the Bolsover and North East Derbyshire districts. It was formerly a Norman Manor and later an Urban District. The population of the Alfreton parish was 7,971 at the 2011 Census. The villages of Ironville, Riddings, Somercotes and Swanwick were historically part of the Manor and Urban District, and the population including these was 24,476 in 2001. 
Alfreton is said to have been founded by King Alfred and to have derived its name from him. The placename appears in different forms throughout the ages, such as 'Elstretune' in Domesday, but the earliest appears to be in AD1004 in the will of Wulfric Spott, the founder of Burton Abbey. Amongst his bequests was 'Aelfredingtune', or 'Alfred's farmstead', which is believed to relate to Alfreton. However there is no evidence that this Alfred was the aforementioned king.
To the south-west near Pentrich was a Roman fortlet on the major road known as Ryknield Street. Another Roman road known as Lilley Street ran from there to the southern end of Alfreton, suggesting that settlement in the area predated the time of King Alfred by several centuries.
The initial settlement was centred at the top of the modern King Street hill, where the original market place developed. On the hilltop there was also an ancient meeting hall (the 'Moot Hall') until 1914, and several inns became established over the centuries, some of which survive today. To the west was a manor house, and the nearby Church of St. Martin, parts of which date back to 1200. The manor of Alfreton spread over lands to the south and east, including the parishes of Somercotes, Swanwick, Riddings and Ironville. The first Lord of the Manor was Earl Roger de Busli, who delegated the position to Baron Ralf Ingram. The position was passed down variously through heredity, gift and sale over the centuries up until William Palmer-Morewood, the last Lord of Alfreton, who died in 1957.
The economy during the medieval period was centred on agriculture. However, the presence of readily accessible and extensive deposits of coal and ironstone in the area meant that mining and iron-working grew in importance. In some parts of the manor coal seams were so close to the surface they were often ploughed up, and numerous small workings developed. Pits developed throughout the Manor, with those in Swanwick and Alfreton being the most productive. Alfreton colliery was sited to the north-east of the town. Rope-making was allied to this industry, and the locality became famous for the quality of its ropes. In the 18th century Alfreton was the chief coal-mining centre in Derbyshire, and the third-largest town in the county. The pits closed in the late 1960s and their sites have been reclaimed for other development.
Local iron working began in the low-lying land to the south of the current town in the vicinity of the A61, where a dam was made to power a water mill. This would have been quite a small operation, along with another at Lower Birchwood, and it was not until the 18th century that iron working was expanded into major enterprises, centred on Riddings and Butterley in the south and south-east of the manor.
The growth of these industries formed the basis of the area's prosperity, and attracted huge numbers of workers in the 19th century, rapidly swelling the local population. The extensive brick terraced housing in the area dates to this period, and brick-making and tile-making were significant local industries. Boot-making and repairing, and tanning of leather, were also substantial employers due to the need for footwear for these heavy industries. According to Census figures, in 1801 the population of the area that would become the Urban District stood at 2,301, rising to 21,232 in 1931. It has remained within about 3,000 of that number ever since.
After the closure of the pits and Riddings Ironworks in the 1960s, local employment shifted to factory, retail and service-based enterprises, many of which grew up on industrial estates occupying formerly despoiled colliery lands. Initially only a few major employers were present, such as Aertex and English Rose, but this was to change with the development of several industrial estates to the east of the town.
The development of transport in the area followed much the same pattern as elsewhere in England, with roads being vastly improved by turnpiking from the late 18th century onwards. Turnpike Acts affecting the area were obtained in 1759, 1764 (amended in 1790 and 1812), 1786 and 1802. These provided Alfreton with good road links to Derby, Nottingham, Mansfield, Chesterfield and the High Peak. The town became a coaching centre, which accounts for the inordinate number of inns that were formerly in the vicinity of the market place. A legal requirement on turnpike companies to provide milestones resulted in a local curiosity, a cast-iron marker on the town cross-roads with the notation 'Alfreton 0 Miles'. Around the same time as turnpikes were introduced the coal and iron industries benefited from the building of canals in the southern and eastern parts of the area. The Cromford Canal was built in 1793, and had a 3,000-yard long tunnel. In the 19th century, coaching and canal transport were rendered increasingly obsolete by railways built to the east of the town and along the eastern and southern boundaries of the former manor. The canals fell into disuse, and road and rail transport burgeoned. Rail underwent a temporary decline in the 1960s due to the Beeching cuts, which included the Alfreton station, which was re-opened in the 1970s.
Alfreton Hall was the successor to the original manor house, and was built c.1750, with an additional wing added c.1850; it is now a conference centre and restaurant. Alfreton House just off the High Street dates from c.1650 and is now occupied by the Town Council. The former George Inn at the top of King Street dates back to the 18th century, and was used as the meeting place for the local Turnpike Trust and local Assizes. On the west side of the southern approach to Alfreton is a small and distinctive stone-roofed building known as the 'House of Confinement'. This was built in the 1820s and was the local jail. There are also several churches, the oldest of which is St. Martin's at the west end of the town, part of which dates back to 1200. Beyond the town but within the ancient Manor are Carnfield Hall (15th century, now a private residence and events venue), Riddings House (now a nursing home), Swanwick Hall (c.1690, now a school), Swanwick Old Hall (1675, private residence), The Hayes (c.1860, now a conference centre), Newlands House (19th century, now flats) and the Jessop Monument (1854) at Ironville. 
It seemed fitting that the first trip of 2019 should be somewhere easily accessible and Alfreton is just that, being less than half an hour from Nottingham by train. So it was that I arrived in the town shortly before 12.45pm on the day and immediately set out to get my bearings and begin the day's survey. I made my way out of the station and headed right onto the main road until I came across a left turn onto Prospect Street. This is the location of 1 of the town's 4 micropubs, 3 of which are closed on Wednesdays. Luckily I was aware of this situation and had already made plans to visit pubs that I knew would be open with a view to return to others at a later date. My path continued towards the town centre where I was obliged to change my initial route as some of the pubs pencilled in for the day were operating at different hours than advertised online. This would ultimately result in my day taking a rather non-linear, but no less enjoyable, route. 
I decided to start my day by walking to the end of the main street through the town and taking a left onto King Street where I would find the first pub of the day, an always reliable Wetherspoons, namely the Waggon and Horses.
 

Known as the Waggon and Horses since 1818, this red and white painted building was previously a café bar in the 1990s during which it operated under a different name. In 1818, it was the property of Henry Case Morewood of Alfreton Hall, under the tenancy of Thomas Stanley. It was taken over and converted by Wetherspoons in 2003 when its previous name was restored in honour of the horse fairs that previously took place at the top of the hill near to where the pub stands. Upon entering the pub, there is seating to the front with a long bar along one wall to rear with further seating opposite and in a raised section nearby. Somewhat inevitably for a Spoons, the toilets are located upstairs. The bar itself boasts 10 handpulls, 8 of which are in use on my visit. Available to choose between are Abbot Ale, doubled up Doom Bar, Flack Manor Flack Catcher, Loddon Forbury Lion, Peerless Oatmeal Stout, Bowman Yumi and a guest cider. I swung for the Flack Catcher (4.4%) from Romsey, Hampshire-based Flack Manor. This is a clean and rich golden ale with initial sweetness that gives way to a crisp bitter finish and a lingering zesty aftertaste complimented by a subtle spiciness. It's a good way to start the day off and not just because it reminds me of home. I'm a Hampshire lad after all! As far as Spoons goes, this is a nice, friendly example of the chain that does everything you'd expect from them and reaffirms that they do certainly know how to look after their ale. 
I now had to retrace my steps, heading back to the main shopping area where, roughly halfway down, is my next destination, the King Alfred,


This is a large pub in the brewers' Tudor style, dating from the 1930s. Inside, there are two interconnecting rooms, both with exposed brick walls and old brewery posters as decoration. The main seating area is broken up by a slightly higher area with banquette seating and a lower area to one side with a pool table. The bar is arch shaped and takes up a large portion of the floor space. Two entrances open onto the main high street and a nearby side road. There are 8 handpulls on the bar, in banks of 3 and 5 with just the 2 in use at this time of the week, both offering Doom Bar at a more than reasonable £2.50 a pint. It's certainly worth it as it may be the best pint of Doom Bar that I've ever had! Even if I am the youngest one in the building by a good quarter of a century, the only exception being the barman.
My next stop required a further retread of my route and saw me heading back towards the station again, albeit staying on the main road. After a few minutes walk, I arrived at the Victoria Inn. 


This is a traditional 2 bar pub situated on Nottingham Road, the main thoroughfare between Alfreton and Swanwick. Upon entering, doors to the left and right lead respectively to the public (left) and lounge (right) bars, both of which are served from opposite sides of a small bar just inside the respective rooms. The public bar, where I end up, is a fairly long room with benches and stools as seating and a drop down area that includes a pool table and dart board as well as access to the substantial beer garden. Pump clips adorn the ceiling and there is also a jukebox along with old photos of the town and exposed beams. It's a very nice place with a definite traditional pub ambience and the feeling that the pub hasn't changed much over time, but that's certainly a positive thing as it's a charming place. Each side of the bar holds a single handpump offering a different beer. On the day of my visit, these are Dancing Duck DCUK and, unusually for this far north, Fuller's Off Piste IPA. I had to have a go at the Fuller's and I wasn't disappointed. This is a 4.6% seasonal winter IPA with lots of citrus and big hop flavours. It's delicious and, for a moment, makes me forget that I'm in Derbyshire in mid-January. 
I was sad to leave the Victoria behind but I had high hopes for my next stop, which involved walking back into town again and past the Spoons I visited earlier before continuing further on and taking a left into Park Street. On my way, I passed a few sad remnants of Alfreton's old pub scene, Earlier I had seen The Station, long closed and converted into apartments with only its name and old sign remaining for posterity. Add to this, the closed and boarded Four Horseshoes and the recently closed Devonshire Arms, the latter displaying an advert for a live in management couple to run it. Fingers crossed the offer is taken up as nothing is sadder to me than a closed pub in an area where they are desperately needed. My next location is the perfect example, I had now arrived at the Miners Arms.
  


This former Marston's pub is now a free house at the end of a row of houses in a residential street and run by a local couple. The interior is that of a traditional 2 bar pub but with a knocked through passageway between the two areas, both of which are served by a square central bar. The décor features a mixture of banquette seating and low tables and there are photos and artefacts of a mining theme throughout, including a figure of a miner with a mock lantern. A bank of 3 handpulls occupies 2 sides of the bar facing the respective seating areas and each offers the same beers, namely Marston's Pedigree, the house Miner's Ale and Rudgate Ruby Mild. I opted for the Pedigree and took a seat on a stool at the bar as I soaked up both the beer and the atmosphere. The pint was excellent and very well kept and the atmosphere was relaxed for myself and the couple of regulars (and their dogs) who also happened to be in attendance. As well as being a stalwart of the local area and for good reason, the pub made local headlines for a much more otherworldly reason last year. In September, the landlord was awoken by the intruder alarm going off in the early hours of the morning. Rushing downstairs to find no one, things got even stranger when he viewed the CCTV and saw a chair at the bar, not unlike the one I was sat on, move several feet across the floor on its own, apparently unaided. Add to this the fact that the apparition of a former landlady has occasionally been seen (although no name has been offered as to her identity) and CO2 canisters in the cellar have a habit of turning themselves off overnight, then it becomes clear that something very odd appears to be going on. 
I had one last stop that I was determined to get to before the train back home. I had every intention to go much earlier in the day but on this particular occasion, the location in question was opening at 4pm instead of the usual midday. Still, with the time now right, I headed back to the high street and the What's Your Poison Ale House.



Another of Alfreton's 4 micropubs, and the only one open on Wednesdays, this is larger than your average micropub with a bar to the front and centre, a curtained off area to one side that leads to the gents and a longer area to the other side that includes seating and the ladies toilet. There is also seating on low sofas directly the opposite the bar itself. On the bar, 6 handpulls have pride of place offering a variety of beers from relatively close by but also further afield. On my visit, the choices were Grasshopper Cricket, Castle Rock Elsie Mo, Blue Monkey Chocolate Guerrilla, St. Austell Tribute, Leadmill Echo Beach and Abbeydale Moonshine. Moonshine is one of my absolute favourite beers so I wasted no time in ordering a pint and I'm glad I did because it was almost perfect with hop notes and maltiness in all the right places. I thoroughly my beer and even got into a brief discussion with a local about the progress of a refurb at the Blue Bell located opposite, which was originally on my itinerary but is currently undergoing a facelift. Needless to say, I could offer very little to the conversation. 
And with that, my day was done. I made my way back to the station with a feeling of satisfaction about the day I'd had. Alfreton, with it's closed pubs, could easily have been a bit of an ale wasteland. Instead, it's moving in the right direction. The addition of the aforementioned micropubs has definitely compensated for the loss of bigger, more traditional venues which may yet, hopefully, be revived. Whilst I didn't get the opportunity to visit all of the said micropubs on this specific occasion, there's definitely scope for a return visit. The pubs I tried were a good mix of tradition and innovation and the beers were strong in both quality and quantity. If handled well, the Alfreton beer scene could very well be a significant success story and I'm glad I made the effort to have a glimpse at what's been accomplished so far. Not so much Alfreton as Ale-freton!