Well, here
we are again, inked quill in hand, hovering over the parchment,
hoping to spew a paragraph or two out before my tip runs dry, as it
forms new categories to the Rorschach test, spilling, drip by drip,
away. Hang on. I am using Open Office. Where did this feather come
from, and worse still, what are those stains, and who the bloody hell
is Hermann Rorschach ?? You can tell I have had a quiet week or so,
with very little to stimulate my grey matter. Even the Daily Mail and
Daily Express did very little in their respective cryptic crosswords
to tease me. Since my last rambling tome of beery expeditions, I have
not had too many excursions of pleasure to report on, but The
Hermitage is not yet ready for us.
I was back
to the paid vocation on Monday (16th), (believe it or not, I do this serious
reporting of liquor for free!!!) and after the following days toils,
I had my 2 rest days to take off. What to do? Too cold and wet to go
fishing or digging on my allotment, too warm to build snowmen in the
garden, and so we, T'other 'arf and I, managed a spot of lunch in the
local JDW's ( Yarborough Hotel) where we also sampled a couple of
glasses of Real Ale. We started off with an offering from the Tring
Brewery, by the name of “Redshank”. This medium dark bitter, of
4.2% ABV, is smooth and rounded, with the sweet maltiness giving way
to the slight hop bitterness, with neither becoming too prominent.
The complimenting of this is very pleasing with a long and satisfying
finish. An extremely good brew, which went down well with our light
lunch of Paninis. Whilst my Half Pint expert stayed on Redshank,
Watch your nuts ! |
Friday
arrived. I cocked an eye at the offending alarm at our bedside.
Yippee. 03-20, time to get up and get ready for work. Peeping out
into the street, hiding behind the drawn curtains, frost was
apparent. Oh well, a freezing awakening awaits, as I dangle in a
cherry picker, de-icing our first aircraft out a little while from
now. I did have a couple of beers waiting, expectantly, at home, for
me, after finishing work, to help get the circulation going.
I have
started that Twitter lark recently, but not having an all singing,
all dancing phone, my tweets are more afterthoughts than hot off the
press news items, as I have to wait until I can get on my laptop at
home. I did find out, though, through this medium, a brewery from 30
odd miles down the road, Axholme Brewing Co, would be dropping off a
barrel at The Nottingham, in Cleethorpes. Not having tasted their
brews before, I had decided to give The Notts, and Axholme a coat of
looking at.
But first, the bottles. I started on the lighter “Dr Thirsty's No 4 Blonde” 4.1% from Wychwood.
A lovely fresh tasting Ale, bordering, almost, into the realms of a Continental lager, but with a more bitter taste in the finish. I really enjoyed this, and would love to sample this again, especially in my shorts and flip-flops. The 2 nd offering was Morrison's Marston's
brewed Stout, from their “Specially Selected “ range. A good,
velvety Stout, at 4.5%. This is just a re-packaged Marston's “Oyster
Stout”, but a good beer all the same. It is not too adventurous, or
bland, just a bog standard Stout. The roasted taste gives way to a
slight coffee/chocolate finish, with none of the flavours being too
pronounced. It is just what you expect, really. No shocks or
surprises. Bathed and ready to go, I jumped on the bus up to
Cleethorpes, and The Nottingham. As I entered, the board proclaimed
several ales, but not, unfortunately, the Axholme brew I had come in
search of. Oh bugger ! Never mind. I ordered a brew I had recently
reviewed Rudgate's “Snow Wonder” which was hoppy and fresh
tasting on the palate, and was enjoyed just as much as my last
experience of this Ale. I followed up with Theakston's “Old
Peculiar”, an old favourite of many. 5.6% and having a rich, fruity
but not too sweet a taste, a beer to be heralded. This is a true
British brewing classic. Great beers served in an equally great pub.
What more do you need to encourage you to enjoy the first afternoon
of your weekend off. I jumped on the bus back to Grimsby, to meet
T'other 'arf in The Hope and Anchor. On entering, Jane was in the
company of Big Gaz, an acquaintance of ours since our quiz nights in
the nearby Royal Oak, sadly now a solicitors office. We swapped
stories of nonsense, cringed, but still laughed at Gaz's earthy
humour (aided and abetted by Gaz's workmate, Alan, whose humour was
almost as dry as mine !!),passed judgements on various news stories,
but, strangely, we mostly discussed that sodding dress. Who cares
(well obviously we did, for at least half an hour!) All this
discussion was carried out with a pint of “Bomber County”, and a
half of “Lincoln Gold” (or was it blue??) from the Tom Woods'
Brewery.
I am sure it isn't Black and White stripes, I think?? |
Saturday was
very much taken up with other pursuits, with T'other 'arf and I
rising early, (stop making your own sordid details up !) We decided
on the suffrage of allotment digging and then baby-sitting. Let's
just say it was a blessed relief flopping back onto our own sofa
after a hard day tweaking forgotten muscles on our plot, and a rather
noisy, hectic and tantrum tinged evening with 3 grandchildren. It was
then decided that we may, after shopping and housey bits and bobs,
wander out on Sunday for a couple. As the howling wind of the Sabbath
greeted us, any lingering thoughts of outside work subsided, so
Aldi's became our main focus. To gloss over the myriad of food
bargains here, there are quite a few bottled treats here, most at a
good price. We chose 4 bottles to share over dinner. It ain't SO bad
shopping, is it ? On arriving home, we got on with a couple of little
chores, before relaxing with a bit of “catch-up” TV and sharing a
bottle of Aldi's “Sainte Eienne” lager (Yes, Lager! ) I found it
quite refreshing, if I am honest. Sweet and malty with a hint of
biscuit, this 4.8% golden coloured lager certainly surprised me. We
followed that by sharing a bottle of Williams Bros. “Chieftain Pale
Ale” along with “Bob Servant” on TV. The beer was medium
sweet, quite hoppy with citrus flavours noticeable throughout. A very
refreshing Ale. The TV? Extremely funny. I know people like Bob
Servant, and, sadly, Frank too. I have only just started watching
this Neil Forsyth comedy, starring Brian Cox, so I will be chasing up
the first series ASAP. I wonder if Broughty Ferry has any Real Ales?
“Stewpot !” We finished off at home with half each of Jennings
Bitter, enjoyed along with our meal. Dark, nutty and a lovely malt
taste greets you, encouraging you further down the glass. The finish
is long and satisfying with a slight hoppiness tickling the taste
buds towards the end.. What a way to waste an afternoon. After a laze
in the bath, we decided on The Wheatsheaf, a good 15 minute walk
away, to walk off our dinner, and to finish off the weekend. The
“Sheaf” is a reasonable boozer, attracting a varied clientele.
Part of the Ember Inns group, there are always a selection of guests'
on offer, but not a huge array. This allows you to sample all the
wares without falling on your back, gurgling! On offer this evening
were, “Rivet Catcher” a 4% Golden Ale from Jarrow,which was
fruity with citrus, almost grapefruit, flavours giving it a pleasing
kick. Bitter, but not too sharp this beer was very nice and the dry
finish, just long enough to enjoy and savour. Next on the list was
the standard, it seems, of Ember Inns, Abbeydale's “Moonshine”, a
Pale Ale of distinction. It is unashamedly citrus in the main, with a
floral nose. A slight candy sweetness comes through towards the end.
A damn good beer. We finished off the evening, and our weekend away
from work, with Brakspear's Bitter
Reliable as ever. |
I shall not
be partaking again until JDW's International Real Ale Festival, later
this month, so until then, as always,
Cheers and keep it “Real”
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