Wednesday, 23 February 2011

Wednesday 23rd February 2011- Lunch in Stoke

One of my colleagues is getting married at the weekend so we've arranged a get together at lunch time.

The Glebe in the centre of Stoke had been chosen so a good chance to try out this recently refurbished (and saved?) pub now owned by Joules.

On entry noted theit list of other places including a couple that have featured on here in the pass (Duke of York, Lichfield, and the Coopers in Burton.)

A couple of Joules beers were available, my choice being Joules Pale Ale (that's what beer used to taste like!) as well as one other from their stable and a guest from Harvestoun.

Waiting for the bus in Birmingham - 22nd February 2011

Travelling to / from central Birmingham today by bus for work reasons and with plenty of time to spare before the homeward journey decided to wait in the Square Peg with Thatcher's Old Rascal cider.

Tamworth - Feb 18th 2011

Monthly outing with GP and co (except no GP this time, rumour had it he's off to the ballet.) My choice this time and so I opted for Tamworth eventually meeting up with the guys in the Tweedale. Limited choice here, for me it was Bass but it is conveninet for the station.

Next on to the Sir Robert Peel where we bumped into RO giving me a chnace to catch up with him whilst the others were entertained by some local. Cuthberts from Church End here.

Silk Kite next but only a limited choice sees me drinking Marston's Old Empire. Also JF had a sample of Brewdog's Tactical Nuclear Penguin which ewas different.

Market Vaults next for a Hobgoblin beer (which one alas I forgot to note.)

Finally the Globe for Holden's Mild and thence homeward.

Tamworth 28th Jan 2011

Out with RG tonight starting as normal at the Globe where there was Coal Face Porter from Merry Miner (quiter a good example of the style - I like it!)

Silk Kite next for a couple of beers from Acorn (Challenger IPA) and thence Calidonian 80/-

Final port of call was the Market Vaults for Jennings Soggy Bottom and thence Marston's Pedigree, supped whilst the pub's Grayhound was curled up at my feet.