Tuesday 2 January 2018

21 Wed 29/3/17: Monkey House, Lymington

Beer: Piddle Cocky (4.3%)

Made decent strides toward the MH, and the walk only took ten minutes or so. The area is very white, very pleasant and very moneyed. In terms of pubs, this seemingly translates into the Brexit boorishness of the last pub and the fact that this hostelry (though listed in the GBG) is more restaurant than pub. Nice enough and all, but one felt almost grubby going to the bar just for a pint.

Bought a Cocky Piddle (Piddle Brewery), winced at the witless moniker, and toddled off into a room, out of the way back past the toilets, that clearly wasn’t required for dining on a Wednesday night. Incongruously alone in an over lit overflow room; there wasn’t going to be any reading here either.

I drank that one and trudged back into town, calling Steph to whinge a bit, then listening to how the Portuguese and Spanish divided the 15th century trade routes (and decimating indigenous populations as they went about it).



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