tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993007378997589817.post6998108303634536983..comments2024-03-25T12:03:07.566+00:00Comments on BREWING AT THE DOCKSIDE: Tax me I'm sickStuart Howehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06824861810753081932noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993007378997589817.post-16991223629482871332011-10-31T15:47:35.438+00:002011-10-31T15:47:35.438+00:00I have to say that I go to beer festivals more for...I have to say that I go to beer festivals more for the craic than the hope of enjoying good beer. The Great British beer festival is probably the exception but the good and great tend to dominate such events.<br /><br />I drink in a pub called the Engineers Arms in Henlow Village, run by Kevin and his wife in such a way that it is the centre of the local community. An excellent pub in almost every way except that Kev runs the pub like a creche for Camra. Now to be fair Kev has set his stall out and stocks only those beers popular with Camra and its offices; that is beers that only no one has ever heard of and probably wouldn't want to after sinking the first pint of "Dirty Slag".<br /><br />I got short shrift when I suggested that he get in some Doom Bar and or Old Hooky, being told that you can go anywhere and drink those beers.<br /><br />I think Kev missed the point, I wanted to drink excellent real bear in excellent surroundings (ie his pub) with people that in general I love being around.<br /><br />Oh well you can't have everything I suppose.MartinGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16171848650127913559noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5993007378997589817.post-76520095892974097322011-10-27T11:14:03.066+01:002011-10-27T11:14:03.066+01:00One word. Mouse.One word. Mouse.The Puffinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07875959046484189463noreply@blogger.com