En-ger-land, En-ger-land, En-ger-laaand,
Ooops. Somebody should have told those dasterdly South Americans about spoiling the party. We did our bit on Thursday, and walked to The Parity to support the traditional English sport (crying into an empying beer glass) I won't bang on about the game, but I will say that one or two nailed on places need attending to. You cannot buy experience but it usually come with aged legs. Anyway, the Beer.
AND SO A NEW DAWN BREAKS. We decided to take the train to Barton Upon Humber, a place we have visited a couple of times already this year. A good selection of real ale pubs in a smallish town makes it a good day out. We started out with a walk to the Humber Bridge viewing area and, sometimes, you don't realise what a fantastic construction this is. Why do we not promote our industrial and constuction successes with any vigour? When abroad, we will flock to all those advertised piles of concrtete and stone and ooh and aah at them, but ignore those on our own doorstep.After our little walk, we stopped off at The Sloop Inn, 5 minutes from the train station. Always a good selection of Tom Woods' beers are available here but I opted for a beer called, I think, "Doctor Quaff", a good beer with a smooth taste and hoppy finish.
All in all, Barton has quite a lot to offer.There are also real ales on at "The Volunteers","Queens" "Coach and Horses" and a few more. Well.no more birthdays or World Cup matches to celebrate.Next stop Norfolk in July.I can't wait.
Cheers and keep it real.