Ever since I was a young child, gazing in awe at my father’s Newcastle United jersey, or watching him drink bottles of Newkie Brown during episodes of The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, I have had a positive inclination towards Newcastle Brown Ale. And now I’m finally old enough to drink it!
Wylam, Northumberland, 8 December, 2017.
“Living George Stephenson’s dream as I hurtle along towards Wylam, horn asounding, tracks a clacketing.” -Riley Strother, journal entry
Back in September I paid a visit to one of my favourite pubs, Het Waterhuis Aan De Bierkant in Gent. Since I was only in Belgium for one week, I decided to treat myself to one of the world’s best tasting beers!
Last week Gavin arrived in York, and now we are travelling in Scotland!
Go Hibs Go!
“If ever you rest amongst the elderflower, foxgloves and swaying summer grasses of Kingcombe Meadows, prepare for a performance. A nimble golden harvest mouse, no larger than your thumb, uses its talented tail to somersault from stem to stem in search of wild barley and floral flavours. We’d give this grassy gymnast a gold medal every time!”
-from the back label of this beer bottle!