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08-05-2024, 06:20
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I’m a bit of a hippy and I like hippy pubs. There – I’ve said it. It’s just a shame Ray doesn’t.
He posted recently about a session in the pub with his dad (https://boakandbailey.com/2024/04/drinking-with-dad-in-the-backstreets-of-highbridge/), including his commentary about the feel of the pub:
We’re going to take Jess sometime, and play euchre, though I doubt she’ll feel quite as at home as Mum and Dad, or as me. It’s the kind of pub I grew up in, and around, and doesn’t have a hint of London about it… But then there are pubs Jess likes where I don’t feel completely at ease, which I believe she’s going to write about soon.
While Ray was on his session, I was drinking in three pubs which are more to my taste than Ray’s.
The occasion was the CAMRA Bristol and District Ladies (BAD Ladies) pub crawl around St Werburghs.
St Werburghs is a fascinating area of Bristol, cut off geographically from the rest of the city by a combination of cliffs, motorways and allotments.
It’s been known for many years as a haven for alternative lifestyles and includes a self-built cooperative housing estate and a city farm.
The crawl took us to three of the four pubs in St Werburghs: The Farm, The Miners’s Arms and The Duke of York. All of them have hippy vibes of varying degrees and make me feel nostalgic for her early drinking days – while leaving Ray a little on edge. He’s such a clean boy!
The Farm has an enormous beer garden and several of my drinking companions told me it was more of a family pub than an alternative one these days, especially on Sundays.
Last time Ray and I visited someone was trying to persuade the bar staff to give them the beer slops from the drip trays, allegedly to keep slugs off their plants in their allotment.
On this occasion it was the First Beer Garden Day Of The Year and my heart sank at the apparent chaos in front of the bar. Veteran pub goers and infrequent flyers went two different ways: the veterans crowding every inch of spare bar, the infrequents forming a queue out of the door.
Which goes to show that looks can be deceiving, as the extremely hard working and friendly staff seemed supernaturally capable of working out which order to serve people in. Bravo.
There were three ale hand pumps, although one was in the process of being changed.
https://boakandbailey.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/05/miners_arms.jpgThe Miners’ Arms does not have an enormous beer garden but there is a square of grass round the back which the punters pour onto when the weather is nice.
It’s a typical backstreet corner pub on the outside, and inside it’s no-frills from about table level down, with lots of former pump clips around the walls and bar.
It’s a Dawkins pub and now Dawkins isn’t brewing seems to have gone over to New Bristol Brewing, with NBB on three of the four hand pumps.
We got put off coming here a few years back due to a few too many roaming dogs on long strings. But I didn’t spot any on this occasion and, in fact, there is now a sign saying that dogs and babies are welcome “as long as they behave like civilised adults”.
https://boakandbailey.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/05/skittle_alley_duke_york.jpgWe missed most of The Duke of York the first time we visited. We featured it (and The Farm) in a gallery post on Bristol’s painted pubs (https://boakandbailey.com/2017/10/gallery-bristol-style/), written fairly shortly after moving here.
The high level of decoration continues on the inside with an enormous quantity of arty greebling (https://boakandbailey.com/2020/11/wiggets-greebling-useless-shelves-and-the-texture-of-pubs/) which could be at home in a Brussels bar.
We noted during our first visit that it was cosy and vaguely hippyish, and didn’t go again –not because it’s bad but because there are lots of similar places in East Bristol and, as previously mentioned, this is not necessarily Ray’s cup of tea.
What we hadn’t noticed on our first visit is that there is a whole separate drinking area round the back.
In fact, it is one of the few pubs in Bristol that still has a working skittle alley – and several different groups actually played skittles during my recent visit.
There’s also a sizeable beer garden and another space upstairs including a pool table and dartboard.
What struck me about the crowd is that there were quite a few younger people who had come in to play games as much as drink.
For those that do like to drink, there were four ales on, all in great condition.
What is the quality of hippyness these pubs share that Ray struggles with?
The pervasive smell of weed, perhaps – which just reminds me of Walthamstow and Leytonstone c.1995. And I’d rather have that than the overwhelming stink of scented candles and bleach.
There’s also the layer of worn-in grot that goes beyond ‘character’. I barely notice it but it makes Ray squirm.
On balance, it’s probably quite nice that there are pubs he likes and I don’t, and vice versa. Because, contrary to what you might have heard, we remain distinct and separate human beings.
Graffiti and ale: 3 alternative pubs in East Bristol (https://boakandbailey.com/2024/05/graffiti-and-ale-3-alternative-pubs-in-east-bristol/) originally posted at Boak & Bailey's Beer Blog (https://boakandbailey.com)
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I’m a bit of a hippy and I like hippy pubs. There – I’ve said it. It’s just a shame Ray doesn’t.
He posted recently about a session in the pub with his dad (https://boakandbailey.com/2024/04/drinking-with-dad-in-the-backstreets-of-highbridge/), including his commentary about the feel of the pub:
We’re going to take Jess sometime, and play euchre, though I doubt she’ll feel quite as at home as Mum and Dad, or as me. It’s the kind of pub I grew up in, and around, and doesn’t have a hint of London about it… But then there are pubs Jess likes where I don’t feel completely at ease, which I believe she’s going to write about soon.
While Ray was on his session, I was drinking in three pubs which are more to my taste than Ray’s.
The occasion was the CAMRA Bristol and District Ladies (BAD Ladies) pub crawl around St Werburghs.
St Werburghs is a fascinating area of Bristol, cut off geographically from the rest of the city by a combination of cliffs, motorways and allotments.
It’s been known for many years as a haven for alternative lifestyles and includes a self-built cooperative housing estate and a city farm.
The crawl took us to three of the four pubs in St Werburghs: The Farm, The Miners’s Arms and The Duke of York. All of them have hippy vibes of varying degrees and make me feel nostalgic for her early drinking days – while leaving Ray a little on edge. He’s such a clean boy!
The Farm has an enormous beer garden and several of my drinking companions told me it was more of a family pub than an alternative one these days, especially on Sundays.
Last time Ray and I visited someone was trying to persuade the bar staff to give them the beer slops from the drip trays, allegedly to keep slugs off their plants in their allotment.
On this occasion it was the First Beer Garden Day Of The Year and my heart sank at the apparent chaos in front of the bar. Veteran pub goers and infrequent flyers went two different ways: the veterans crowding every inch of spare bar, the infrequents forming a queue out of the door.
Which goes to show that looks can be deceiving, as the extremely hard working and friendly staff seemed supernaturally capable of working out which order to serve people in. Bravo.
There were three ale hand pumps, although one was in the process of being changed.
https://boakandbailey.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/05/miners_arms.jpgThe Miners’ Arms does not have an enormous beer garden but there is a square of grass round the back which the punters pour onto when the weather is nice.
It’s a typical backstreet corner pub on the outside, and inside it’s no-frills from about table level down, with lots of former pump clips around the walls and bar.
It’s a Dawkins pub and now Dawkins isn’t brewing seems to have gone over to New Bristol Brewing, with NBB on three of the four hand pumps.
We got put off coming here a few years back due to a few too many roaming dogs on long strings. But I didn’t spot any on this occasion and, in fact, there is now a sign saying that dogs and babies are welcome “as long as they behave like civilised adults”.
https://boakandbailey.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/05/skittle_alley_duke_york.jpgWe missed most of The Duke of York the first time we visited. We featured it (and The Farm) in a gallery post on Bristol’s painted pubs (https://boakandbailey.com/2017/10/gallery-bristol-style/), written fairly shortly after moving here.
The high level of decoration continues on the inside with an enormous quantity of arty greebling (https://boakandbailey.com/2020/11/wiggets-greebling-useless-shelves-and-the-texture-of-pubs/) which could be at home in a Brussels bar.
We noted during our first visit that it was cosy and vaguely hippyish, and didn’t go again –not because it’s bad but because there are lots of similar places in East Bristol and, as previously mentioned, this is not necessarily Ray’s cup of tea.
What we hadn’t noticed on our first visit is that there is a whole separate drinking area round the back.
In fact, it is one of the few pubs in Bristol that still has a working skittle alley – and several different groups actually played skittles during my recent visit.
There’s also a sizeable beer garden and another space upstairs including a pool table and dartboard.
What struck me about the crowd is that there were quite a few younger people who had come in to play games as much as drink.
For those that do like to drink, there were four ales on, all in great condition.
What is the quality of hippyness these pubs share that Ray struggles with?
The pervasive smell of weed, perhaps – which just reminds me of Walthamstow and Leytonstone c.1995. And I’d rather have that than the overwhelming stink of scented candles and bleach.
There’s also the layer of worn-in grot that goes beyond ‘character’. I barely notice it but it makes Ray squirm.
On balance, it’s probably quite nice that there are pubs he likes and I don’t, and vice versa. Because, contrary to what you might have heard, we remain distinct and separate human beings.
Graffiti and ale: 3 alternative pubs in East Bristol (https://boakandbailey.com/2024/05/graffiti-and-ale-3-alternative-pubs-in-east-bristol/) originally posted at Boak & Bailey's Beer Blog (https://boakandbailey.com)
More... (https://boakandbailey.com/2024/05/graffiti-and-ale-3-alternative-pubs-in-east-bristol/)