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Post by amberaleman on Jul 16, 2007 20:14:14 GMT
The 2007 Good Beer Guide has 22 pub entries for the IoW - and identifies three breweries on the island (Goddards, Ventnor, Yates). Beers that get over from the mainland include Adnams, Archers, Badger, Bass, Fullers (Gales), Greene King, Oakleaf, Ringwood, Shepherd Neame...and Timothy Taylor. So ya won't go thirsty! As for the Crooked House in Gornal...not been there myself, but I know a man who has!  |
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Post by malxscfc on Jul 16, 2007 22:36:17 GMT
Don't export their beers, then?
Wouldn't they have an exotic 'schtick', given the weirdness of the whole concept of not being physically connected to the British arterial road traffic jam?
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Post by ambersalamander on Jul 16, 2007 22:49:40 GMT
It's weird how insular IoW can be (not surprising as the word came from the Latin word for island "insula"!)
Practically all the cars there have the (old-style) -DL suffix on the registration plate indicating having been registered on the island. This is a pain for me as when I'm bored, I like to play a game where you think of a word for each car that contains the three letters in that order (e.g. GAC might be "organic" or DTY might be "dirty") and there are only so many piddles one can have.
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Post by malxscfc on Jul 16, 2007 23:07:11 GMT
Combining recent themes, how about "Ruddles"? Or is that a dirty word - not being an organic beer - in Amber Aleman's book?
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Post by amberaleman on Jul 17, 2007 20:38:52 GMT
Combining recent themes, how about "Ruddles"? Or is that a dirty word - not being an organic beer - in Amber Aleman's book? "Ruddle" sounds like something you might do on the Isle of Wight. ;D As for the beer, Ruddles County was a classic in its day (say about 30 years ago). Today's version (brewed by Greede King) is generally reckoned a pale (ale) shadow of its former self. (Nothing to do with not being "organic", incidentally.) |
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Post by bh on Jul 18, 2007 16:12:29 GMT
Ruddles and Breakspears, the first two real ales I ever tasted, and yes Mr Aleman they were the real stuff! Amazingly these were the two beers supplied to a 'Modern' type pub called the Cavalier in Wallington Square. We used to go in there rather than the nearest pub to home, because the Windmill was well known as being a Coppers pub, being virtually opposite the Police station. The Windmill may have been a couple of coopers cheaper at 16p a pint rather than the 18p charged there, but naturally being about fifteen or sixteen we avoided that kind of establishment.
This is were I began my love affair with the real stuff!
(I even spent my eighteenth birthday in there, celebrating with my mates and the bar staff who had known me for a couple of years.)
Alas they later refurbished the place a few years later and it went down hill from there. They even took the pumps away, the last time I went in there. That was obviously the death of it because shortly later the place shut!
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Post by malxscfc on Jul 18, 2007 22:50:55 GMT
Sorry, Bh. You've lost me. Where's Wallington Square? Brakspears was the first proper ale I fell in love with.
Had drunk "bitter" for a few years at School, but when staying with a University friend in the days when Morse was novel, we used to plod over the fields, dodging bulls, in wellies, to 'The Dewdrop' not far from his stately home gaff.
Pile in with a stinking dog, smelling of cow pats, wearing wellies, cussing and throwing things [who?  ] and they'd welcome you with open arms.
Seriously odd place. Landlady was 'interesting' always, but permanently furious when the temperature was over 22 degrees centigrade. The light bulb in the Gents never worked, between 1989 and 1995, to the best of my knowledge!
Near Littlewick Green in Berkshire, technically, but 50 years short of a picnic.
Bliss.  Life has been all downhill since then! ;D |
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] and they'd welcome you with open arms.
Life has been all downhill since then! ;D