Category Archives: Beer

Salt Beer Factory

On discovering a tap takeover in a bar in town, I mailed the brewery to question whether their beer contains fish bits.

I didn’t expect a response until next week, so this was very much forward thinking, but they replied straight away. On a Saturday evening.

Anyway …
We don’t use isinglass in any of our beers so they are all vegetarian friendly. Hopefully you enjoy them!

So I obviously had to go back to try one.


And it was gorgeous. They’re based in Saltaire, which is also gorgeous, so I shall make the effort to visit their premises.

Barbarism III

A quick tooth update. The dental surgeon told me it’d hurt yesterday. It didn’t. Well, not too much.

It didn’t hurt most of today either. Well, not too much.

Hurts like fuck now though. So it’s back to pills and alcohol.

Ojo Rojo

I came across Ojo Rojo when searching for vegan food places in Bournemouth. The place isn’t vegan, but the vegan options are pretty cool.

And the food was just gorgeous.

Just gorgeous.

Followed by a Dead Pony Club in the Four Horsemen.

Christchurch

My second in command and I enjoyed a short train trip to Christchurch today.

We found a nice bar.

We also found a rather nice vegan cafe, Good Intentions.

Where we had some great chilli.

Then there was the Saxon Bar. Now, that was a cool place.

Today wasn’t just about beer though. There was history.

And flowers.

And, somehow, we managed to bump into someone (Brian) from our local. Synchronicity.

A busy weekend

We’ve had a packed few days. Friday evening was mostly spent in Trillians, where a bunch of us went to support a bloke we (mostly) know separately.

That’s him on drums.

Afterwards, my second in command and I caught a cab to our local. Where we caught the last part of a set from Beyond Madness.

Saturday was spent in Durham, with nice people.

Who fed us with lovely food.

Returning home on Sunday, we called off at the Hungry Vegan for hot dogs, then walked to Ouseburn where old furniture was purchased.

It needs a little work, but really only a little. There was beer in Arch 2, the Cluny, the Cumberland Arms, the Free Trade Inn and the Tyne Bar. And our local. We called in there too.

Cool bird boxes were discovered.

That’s the Cumberland Arms in the background.

The river looked nice on our walk back along the quayside.

Sensible

I might have to be sensible more often. After a few pints of Guinness after work, then a takeaway pizza, I retired much earlier than usual.

Which enabled an early start to my Saturday. This morning, at a time I’d usually be eating toast, I’ve already:

– Been to the bank to withdraw boiler funds

– Collected a prescription

– Bought (and consumed) a Greggs’ vegan sausage roll

– Bought my first beer of the day

For the latter, I chose a refreshing blood orange IPA, in the Mean Eyed Cat. Well, after all, I’d usually be drinking orange juice at this time of day.

The benefits of tooth extraction

What benefits could be derived from an aggressive, partially unsuccessful, tooth extraction, you may ask.

Well, I’m now wearing a pair of jeans I’ve not been able to fasten for a very long time.

So flares* might not exactly be fashionable right now, but the important thing is that the jeans fit once more.

There’s another benefit too. Yes, really. I’ve now scientifically proven that excessive beer consumption does not in fact result in a proportionate increase in the size of a man’s midriff. The reduction in my own middle area appears solely to be the result of my two week diet of soup.

While I recognise that a continued soup diet would enable me to maintain my new physique, I fear that this pair of jeans will soon return to the wardrobe.

*they’re not really flares