26. Epsom and Cheam Tuesday night wander, Tuesday 22nd April 2003

At 10am following our Marylebone crawl, Richard Bradshaw telephoned from work to inform me that he had a hangover. Undaunted, we resolved to have a few beers in the evening anyway. Deciding on Epsom, we agreed to meet in the Assembly Rooms, a standard Wetherspoons pub with teens in Ben Sherman shirts drinking lagers, Smirnoff Ice and other crap drinks, such a shame for somewhere selling a rich tapestry of bitters, on this occasion both sorts of Courage, Summer Lightning, Abbot, Spitfire and Wadworths JCB.

Anyway, it was soon time to leave so we moved round the corner to Symonds Well, a good solid pub even though it only sells Courage Best. Some beer aficionados were entering as we were leaving spinning some old yarn about something. A bit of a walk ensued, but we managed to find the Ladas, a friendly local doing two sorts of Youngs and IPA and a good line in bar snacks too (real scratchings were on offer).

After a wild goose chase to find the Amato, poor planning on my part, we eventually ended up in the Rising Sun. A bit trendy, mostly full of Guardian reading yuppies, but if you can tolerate that you will be pleasantly surprised at the range of beers from the local Pilgrim brewery on offer, though they are a little pricey. The lagers are also weird and pricey. At least you are not going to get abused by Fosters swilling shell suited fools. The barmaid took her time also and was nothing to write home about.

Storming back into town trying to make up for lost time and shoehorning a swift half in before the train, we nipped into the Old Bank which was deserted apart from some sets of very pissed people. Whilst having our halves of Hancocks HB, the pissed fool was shown the door and was trying to make it to Chicago’s though I doubt his success.

After a very cheap train journey, we alighted at Cheam to continue the crawl. The railway was the first pub of choice, Mr Bradshaw commenting that he was a semi-regular in there, being recognised as a 'Face of Cheam'. It's a cosy pub with nice atmosphere and comfy seats though the Courage Best was nothing special. Which reminds me, I believe that George Best was noted in there on a week long bender a few years ago.

Clarets was the penultimate stop, and it is never disappointing. On our visit we were given the choice of London Pride, Masterbrew, Spitfire or Old Speckled Hen. In my notes it says that Frazzles were amongst the bar snacks, so there we are. One downside is that whatever you say about the pub, it is always going to be a 'wine bar' in a row of shops rather than a purpose built hostelry.

Finally, we settled at the Harrow. For some reason this pub got an exceptional 19 points. One of the reasons maybe that the barmaid was rather nice. The beers were also good, Pride, Spitfire and 1744 on pump, but I was most intrigued by the excellent Thwaites Mild which was dirt cheap for some reason too. The toilets are also very good, and it's actually a reasonable venue to sit comfortably for a quiet drink. And it was the last pub of the night and we were a bit pissed...


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Last updated 26th April 2003.