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Showing posts with label Palm Tree. Show all posts
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Monday, 6 July 2009

Eastern Promise

What a glorious day for a pub crawl - warm weather but not as stupidly hot as earlier in the week. Liz and I had got to the Wenlock Arms a little before opening so we had a pleasant sit down in the small park next door.

Following the machinations of the AGM, it was time to sort out the teams for the Pub Crawl Treasure Hunt Quiz Thingy - only four teams in all to take on the course but all as keen as mustard to get started.

Our Plymouth-supporting chum, Geoff, accompanied me as we aimed to wander around behind the teams and check all the clues were still intact. Liz meanwhile went off to buy some prizes from the nearest Pound Shop.

(left) The Marksman


The first point of call for the teams was the Marksman on Hackney Road - a healthy little schlep from the Wenlock via Columbia Road Market - just enough of a hike to generate a thirst.

Geoff and I had wandered there via the nearby Royal Oak to try the cask-conditioned Meantime London Pale Ale but alas it was off.

The Marksman commemorates the death of Nelson and it sits of the corner of Horatio Road and Hackney Road and it currently offers just one cask beer, Landlord. The landlord reckons they can't really run to another handpump but they're doing their best and the menus look extremely tasty. They're also offering the chance to barter for a pint. I'm not sure that will catch on somehow.

When I first came to London this place was an Everards house, one of the few decent places in East London for real ale in those days.

From here it was a short walk to the second pub, the Albion, which is certainly a football pub. The place is a homage to West Bromich Albion and the walls are covered in pennants and photographs from their dim and distant past.

It's just such a shame then that the beer was so lousy. The Pitfield Organic was positively vinegrescent and the Landlord little better.

However it did allow most teams to check out the final quarter of the British Lions victory against SA on the big screen - and even the beer garden had it's own screen - but no one hung around after that once they got the required answers.

Another short-walk then took everyone to Broadway Market with two opportunities for point scoring by the teams.

The Dove a very popular pub - and is the sister pub to the Dovetail in Clerkenwell - and the place was overrun with trendy young things (which is generally everyone younger than me).

(left) Get yer eels here!


A fairly decent selection of 6-8 cask beers with the likes of Maldon Gold and Golden Duck from Crouch Vale, Speckled Hen, Landlord (again), Flowers IPA, Pedigree and Abbot.

There was also a variety of Belgian beers on draught - I opted for the Brugse Zot which is always drinkable - plus a good choice of bottles.

The other place for teams to score points was at Cooke's pie and mash shop just a few yards down the road. Most teams tried the pie and mash but only one team tried the jellied eels as well. Brave boys!

Liz and I had tried out their pie and mash a couple of weeks earlier when checking out the route and the current owner is a real friendly chap and was proud of what's probably the most verdant liquor I've yet seen. However his mash had too many eyes in it for my high exacting standards and the pies were only so-so.

From the bustle of the market, it was nice to get down to the relative calm of Regents Canal towpath and walk to the next pub. Well, it would be if it wasn't for 99% of cyclists bombing along the route as well. Bastards!

The towpath is a great route to take to miss out some of the more miserable roads around here but a pain as you have to have eyes in the back of your head to see these proto-Lance Armstrongs.
(right) Token arty shot

From the towpath Geoff and I had to scale the fence into neighbouring Victoria Park in order to get to the fourth pub, the Approach Tavern.

The Approach is another old haunt of mine from the mid 1980s - it has changed a little internally but offer a decent selection of beers, mainly Fullers but also an Adnams beer. Some decent foreign beers on draught too. Liz and I have been here a couple of other times recently and the place is always busy - the beer is kept well and the food is excellent. And most people sit outside on the terrace so it's nice and quiet indoors.

Whilt Robert, Clarkey and Peter went off to find more answers at the Crown, found at the corner of Grove Road and Old Ford Road, Geoff and I rejoined the towpath and wandered off to the final pub of the crawl, the Palm Tree.

Now the Palm Tree is very well known to Darlo and Rotherham fans as an after-venue for Dagenham and Redbridge games and quite a few on the crawl had been there before but probably not via this route.

The pub occupies an eco-park next to the canal and so can get quite busy with passing walkers and local students - that we have only one person serving a busy bar is not a surprise but which does mean the wait for a beer was longer than we'd want.

John and Bev had managed to join us at this point - unfortunately the lure of domestic duties had meant they couldn't start the crawl but they'd eventually tired of carpet shops and made it in time for the last leg of the crawl.

As ever two cask beers were on offer - the very drinkable Roy Rogers (3.8%) from the Brentwood Brewery and Jake the Snake (4.0%) from Mighty Oak - but by the time we'd got served the latter had all gone - we bagged the remnants of half a pint but found it to be a bit bland.

We eventually persuaded Rob, Clarkey and Peter to leave the Palm Tree a little after 7pm and headed to nearby Mile End tube, eventually arriving back at the Wenlock just after 8pm - in the end we weren't far behind the Three Gentlemen of Norbury who had stopped off for a fish supper.

Liz proceeded to give out the answers to her carefully crafted questions - most of the teams did quite well even if some googling was done for some answers (you know who you are!). And then time for the prizes - quite predictably Liz's brother and his teammates came last despite being the only team to take on jellied eels.

Once the prize giving was over it was time to relax and have some more beer. And listen to the jazz.

One pleasant surprise at the end of the night was bumping into Richard Stedman, or Stedders to his mates, who visiting the capital and who had decided to re-visit a few of his haunts.

DAFTS got to know Stedders very well when he first put together the Football and Real Ale Guides a few seasons ago when we were able to help out with pub recommendations in the lower divisions.

Since then, Richard has spent time running a cracking little pub in sunny Colne but he's now returned to his native Bristol where he can keep an eye on his beloved Rovers.

The Football and Real Ale Guide is now online where it is much easier to maintain and Stedders is always on the look-out for new pub recommendations as well as updates and reviews so that it can kept up-to-date and useful to fans. We'll certainly be doing our best to help out.

Tuesday, 3 February 2009

Dagenham Beat

Unlike my last visit to the London Borough of Barking and Dagenham Stadium - or plain old Victoria Road to you and me - when there was no tube service due to weekend engineering, Transport for London have taken the wise decision not to mess with the Darlo massive and run trains all the way through to Dagenham East.

There is no time for a burger and chips today - I've got all my camera gear and I don't want to cover it all in greasy fingerprints.


I have a quick - and typically surreal chat - with "Mad" Steve before kick-off - he's suggesting that if he falls foul of the credit crunch, he's going to take us all down with him. Er....yes, Steve.

(left) Rude boys Steve and Andy


I decide to position myself in front of the small away stand, more or less in the disabled section where Jamie and Paul - with helpers Margaret and Paul - are sitting. Handily placed it turns out to help Paul finish off his chips - thanks!

In the first half, we kick towards the away end which is full of Darlo faithful - the usual good turn-out that we see in London - and Abbot gets us excited with an early shot but it hits the side netting and doesn't unduly worry D&R keeper Roberts - but then nothing usually does.

Meanwhile the Daggers go close and later in the half they get the ball in the net on a couple of occasions only for them to be both ruled out, once for offside and once for a push in the back, much to the glee of the 321 Darlo fans (322 including me).

The ref seems to be continuing the theme of previous games and players are being booked for relatively minor infringements, perhaps it's the roar of the home crowd influencing him - then again perhaps not!


In the second-half the game continues to be evenly balanced - the danger man seems to be the Daggers' MotM Ritchie (who was announced as being on-loan from Portsmouth City by the D & R tannoy announcer earlier in the season).


Thankfully Ryan Valentine and Rob Purdie keep him under control for most of the game.

In addition, our on-loan keeper Gerken is having a decent game and has stopped everything coming his way. His kicking is a bit wayward though and he did have one rush of blood when he ran out to the edge of the box - on that occasion he was ably protected by Foster and White as he was throughout the second half (as the balls that went clear over the North stand would testify).

And it was from a Foster clearance into the Dagenham half - it would be a bit cheeky to call it a cunning through ball - that Abbot appeared to beat the off-side trap and put the ball neatly past the advancing Roberts.

(right) Pav celebrates - one Daggers fan is not impressed

Dagenham pressed hard for an equaliser in the last 15 mins but Darlo survived a couple of late scares to come out with our fourth victory in January.


For our past match celebration, a few of us went to the Palm Tree at Mile End. We were a little disappointed to see that they only had Fullers London Pride available when we got there but they soon put on another beer - Maldon Gold - so we more or less carried on from where we left our lunchtime session and completed what was a very pleasant day.