Sunday 14th September sees me celebrating yet another year on this planet.
A few of us will be popping down to south-east London to celebrate the day at a Best of British beer festival at Hoopers in East Dulwich.
The theme of the festival is based on winning beers from the 2008 GBBF & SIBA competitions.
We've been to Hoopers before and it's a lovely little boozer, nicely renovated, and there is also the promise of a Sunday roast.
Beers on offer are to include the following:
Rudgate Ruby Mild (4.4%)
Triple fff Alton’s Pride (3.8%)
Surrey Hills Ranmore Ale (3.8%)
Poachers Shy Talk (3.7%)
Skinner’s Betty Stogs (4.0%)
Cairngorm Trade Winds (4.3%)
Otley O2 (4.2%)
Surrey Hills Shere Drop (4.2%)
Vale Gravitas (4.8%)
Thornbridge Jaipur IPA (5.8%)
Otley O1 (4.0%)
Otley Ogarden (4.8%)
plus a few bottle conditioned beers:
Fullers 1845 (6.3%)
Wells & Young Special London Ale ( 6.4%)
Westerham Wm Wilberforce Ale (4.8%)
Doors open at noon (despite the opening times on the website) so see you there...
Friday, 12 September 2008
Monday, 8 September 2008
Aldershot #3 - Less Palatable Fayre
I had a vague recollection of our last visit to the Recreation Ground in March 1991 - a re-arranged fixture after a Boxing Day cancellation - when we won 3-1 with goals from Gray (2) and Borthwick.
I do like this ground - it's just a few minutes walk from the railway station and although it only has three sides, there was a good atmosphere with both home and away fans standing in the East Bank.
It was also quite pleasant being able to stand on a small terrace between the away stand and the away seats in the South Stand - all very civilised and a reminder of just how regimented we are in new stadia.
It reminded me of Feethams in many ways...the only downside is the lack of decent pubs (by DAFTS standards) in the vicinity.
And it's just as well the ground had some features of interest because the football certainly left a lot to be desired. It only took a few minutes for last week's result to be forgotten as we defended poorly and conceded an early goal. In fact we were lucky to concede just the two goals in the first-half which saw us under pressure for the first 30 mins.
Thankfully a Hulbert goal on the stroke of half-time was just what we needed and gave us some hope.
The second-half saw a vastly improved performance from the Quakers as we pushed the Shots back in their own half for most of the half. Unfortunately our finishing was wayward - so much for Penney's encouragement for the players to shoot more often.
There was a lot of huffing and puffing but we ran finally out of time and it was a more reflective set of Darlo fans wending their way home this weekend...
I do like this ground - it's just a few minutes walk from the railway station and although it only has three sides, there was a good atmosphere with both home and away fans standing in the East Bank.It was also quite pleasant being able to stand on a small terrace between the away stand and the away seats in the South Stand - all very civilised and a reminder of just how regimented we are in new stadia.
It reminded me of Feethams in many ways...the only downside is the lack of decent pubs (by DAFTS standards) in the vicinity.
And it's just as well the ground had some features of interest because the football certainly left a lot to be desired. It only took a few minutes for last week's result to be forgotten as we defended poorly and conceded an early goal. In fact we were lucky to concede just the two goals in the first-half which saw us under pressure for the first 30 mins.
Thankfully a Hulbert goal on the stroke of half-time was just what we needed and gave us some hope.
The second-half saw a vastly improved performance from the Quakers as we pushed the Shots back in their own half for most of the half. Unfortunately our finishing was wayward - so much for Penney's encouragement for the players to shoot more often.
There was a lot of huffing and puffing but we ran finally out of time and it was a more reflective set of Darlo fans wending their way home this weekend...
Not quite so happy this week
Aldershot #2 - The Liquid Lunch
We caught the 10:53 to Aldershot and bar a fleeting chat with John Hopps in his smart new Lichtenstein shirt on his way to find other Loidlanders on the train, we arrived without incident and on time just before noon.
At Aldershot station we met John Grey and Rich Parker who'd managed to get down to London before the torrential rain in the north had disrupted train services between Darlo and York. Seemingly some people took over three hours to travel to York from Darlo and services back north had been suspended.
As we walked from the station to the recommended pub, the rain started to get heavier and so we were rather damp by the time we reached the White Lion.
The pub is owned by the Triple fff brewery in nearby Alton and had four of their brews on offer (after some changing of barrels - very busy the night before apparently). Normally there are a couple of guests as well but according to our friendly local, the pumps were US.
I went for a pint of Pressed Rat whilst the others all had Alton's Pride. My pint turned out to be the last of that barrel but was fine - a very nice mild with plenty of flavour.
The concensus on the Alton's Pride was that it was OK but no great shakes - we're not sure how it got to be Champion Beer of 2008 but it's preferable to GK IPA.
I moved onto the Moondance - a fresh barrel - and this was the best pint of the day despite having a slight haze - similar to the Alton but hoppier and with a nice bitter edge. I stuck with it for the rest of the session.
The pub started to get a bit busier - as happens to league new boys (or returnees in this case), a few folk had come along to tick off Aldershot for their 92 league grounds. This included Ginge Stimson - a Colchester fan with two of his friends plus a couple of Wolves fans who were combining football and real ale to good effect.
Local DAFTS Paul Brown and Iain Swalwell dropped in too - they'd brought along their Fijian friend who was wondering why they'd brought him out in this awful weather.
All too soon it was time to leave the comfort of the pub and head onto the Recreation Ground. At least it has stopped raining...
At Aldershot station we met John Grey and Rich Parker who'd managed to get down to London before the torrential rain in the north had disrupted train services between Darlo and York. Seemingly some people took over three hours to travel to York from Darlo and services back north had been suspended.
As we walked from the station to the recommended pub, the rain started to get heavier and so we were rather damp by the time we reached the White Lion.The pub is owned by the Triple fff brewery in nearby Alton and had four of their brews on offer (after some changing of barrels - very busy the night before apparently). Normally there are a couple of guests as well but according to our friendly local, the pumps were US.
I went for a pint of Pressed Rat whilst the others all had Alton's Pride. My pint turned out to be the last of that barrel but was fine - a very nice mild with plenty of flavour.
The concensus on the Alton's Pride was that it was OK but no great shakes - we're not sure how it got to be Champion Beer of 2008 but it's preferable to GK IPA.
I moved onto the Moondance - a fresh barrel - and this was the best pint of the day despite having a slight haze - similar to the Alton but hoppier and with a nice bitter edge. I stuck with it for the rest of the session.
The pub started to get a bit busier - as happens to league new boys (or returnees in this case), a few folk had come along to tick off Aldershot for their 92 league grounds. This included Ginge Stimson - a Colchester fan with two of his friends plus a couple of Wolves fans who were combining football and real ale to good effect.
Local DAFTS Paul Brown and Iain Swalwell dropped in too - they'd brought along their Fijian friend who was wondering why they'd brought him out in this awful weather.
All too soon it was time to leave the comfort of the pub and head onto the Recreation Ground. At least it has stopped raining...
Aldershot #1 - The Breakfast
A game in the south of England allows a more leisurely start to the travelling and so it was actually daylight when I left home to meet John and Bev (Wilson) at Waterloo station at 9:45am.
The idea was to allow us time to have breakfast at Maries Cafe on Lower Marsh, less than five minutes walk from platform 1 but overlooked by most people who use the station.
It was to be an extra- special treat for Beverley as it was their wedding anniversary - John is such a old romantic.
Trevor Rutter - down for the weekend with his wife - also joined us at Waterloo sans wife but he'd already been fed and watered.
John and I had been to Maries (who seem to have lost her apostrophe somewhere along the line) several times in the past year or two - most notably with Tony Waters before our win last season against Brentford. Hopefully an omen for our game today...
There is a multi-page menu available to list the various meals on offer - Thai food in addition to the normal breakfast fare.
However we opted for the simple menu which listed seven Speacial choices. Being a creature of habit it didn't take me long to decide to stick to my usual No. 7 and a portion of chips (and a nice strong cup of tea!).
The service here is fast and very friendly - the food is well cooked and decent quality - a great start to the day.
For those with time on their hands before catching a train, the cafe is opposite the Ian Allan Transport Book and Model shop which is one of those shops you feel a bit nerdy going into but which has a wonderful array of transport books, videos, models and such like.
I'll admit it now that I'm interested in railways - almost inevitable after growing up about 10 yards from a railway line back in the days of steam but I don't collect numbers - OK? The fact that I bought myself a book of Track Diagrams on my last visit is neither here nor there so please let's not mention that again...
The idea was to allow us time to have breakfast at Maries Cafe on Lower Marsh, less than five minutes walk from platform 1 but overlooked by most people who use the station.
It was to be an extra- special treat for Beverley as it was their wedding anniversary - John is such a old romantic.
Trevor Rutter - down for the weekend with his wife - also joined us at Waterloo sans wife but he'd already been fed and watered.
John and I had been to Maries (who seem to have lost her apostrophe somewhere along the line) several times in the past year or two - most notably with Tony Waters before our win last season against Brentford. Hopefully an omen for our game today...
There is a multi-page menu available to list the various meals on offer - Thai food in addition to the normal breakfast fare.
However we opted for the simple menu which listed seven Speacial choices. Being a creature of habit it didn't take me long to decide to stick to my usual No. 7 and a portion of chips (and a nice strong cup of tea!).
The service here is fast and very friendly - the food is well cooked and decent quality - a great start to the day.
For those with time on their hands before catching a train, the cafe is opposite the Ian Allan Transport Book and Model shop which is one of those shops you feel a bit nerdy going into but which has a wonderful array of transport books, videos, models and such like.
I'll admit it now that I'm interested in railways - almost inevitable after growing up about 10 yards from a railway line back in the days of steam but I don't collect numbers - OK? The fact that I bought myself a book of Track Diagrams on my last visit is neither here nor there so please let's not mention that again...
Monday, 1 September 2008
A Not-So-Boring 90 Minutes
Traditionally our games at Moss Rose have been underwhelming to say the very least - we've had the odd win but overall the level of football has left a lot to be desired. The only thing of note in recent years was the fact that Craig Russell actually scored here.
Tony and Brian are well aware of this trend and considered staying in the pub with Lance and Ray before their basic sado-masochistic instinct kicked in and they came along with us.
But what an absolutely cracker of a game! Oh, we of little faith!!
It wasn't long before Darlo started passing the ball round smartly - the latest loan signing Liam Hatch fitting in very quickly with the rest of the team and looking to be an aerial threat up front.
A good move lead to Billy Clarke's opening goal about half-way through the first half - a deserved lead. Macc huffed and puffed a bit up front but keeper Brown now seems to have developed a good understanding with his defence and looked quite comfortable.
Tony and Brian are well aware of this trend and considered staying in the pub with Lance and Ray before their basic sado-masochistic instinct kicked in and they came along with us.
But what an absolutely cracker of a game! Oh, we of little faith!!
It wasn't long before Darlo started passing the ball round smartly - the latest loan signing Liam Hatch fitting in very quickly with the rest of the team and looking to be an aerial threat up front.
A good move lead to Billy Clarke's opening goal about half-way through the first half - a deserved lead. Macc huffed and puffed a bit up front but keeper Brown now seems to have developed a good understanding with his defence and looked quite comfortable.
The second half saw a burst of action that saw us go to a 5-0 lead in the space of 15 mins - the pick of the goals were the long-range efforts from Clarke and Neil Austin.
Neil Austin celebrates his goal
And Greg Blundell almost claimed a seventh goal but the Macc keeper Brain saved smartly.
At the final whistle the team didn't have too long to celebrate with the fans before Dave Penney gave them a team talk on the pitch - no doubt trying to keep their feet on the ground and remind them that we want this sort of performace every week.
(Right) Chris and Martin get over-excited at the final whistle.
And so we all made out separate ways home with that little warm glow inside.
We were blessed with a good journey back to London with Martin dropping Chris and I off at Acton Town tube.
A shame that my Oystercard was split and wouldn't work but that's a small blip on a very enjoyable away day - it'll be hard to beat...
Watering Hole
After trekking across town to meet Martin at Terminal 4 at 8am, the roads north were clear all the way and we pulled into Macclesfield station car-park at 10:40am. Good going, Mr Deans!
We had a quick wander to the local pie shop to get something for half-time - well, to call the Cheshire Gap a pie shop is doing the place an injustice as it has a plethora of pastry commestibles. Hard to resist for someone like me but resist I did - just a meat and potato pie on this occasion.
By now it's almost 11am so time to stand outside the Waters Green Tavern looking thirsty and waiting for the doors to open - however landlady Tracey was standing on the door in expectant mood - her favourite gang of fans are back in town.
By now it's almost 11am so time to stand outside the Waters Green Tavern looking thirsty and waiting for the doors to open - however landlady Tracey was standing on the door in expectant mood - her favourite gang of fans are back in town.To the untrained eye, the exterior of the pub would suggest you'd be wise to walk on by and try your luck elsewhere. However, I've known the Waters Green for many years whilst spending time in Macc working at the local beer festival.
So when DAFTS needed a recommendation for our games at Moss Rose, it was an obvious choice as it ticks all the necessary boxes - only two minutes walk from the station, friendly locals, several real ales on tap and tasty pub grub. And they tolerate Lance....
And like a bad penny, Lance turns up shortly after opening with Ray Waters on a rare outing from Beverley. Soon after myriad other DAFTS join us and it's business as usual.
Following several years of excellent lunchtimes in there, the DAFTS team decided that the Waters Green was the deserving receipient of the DAFTS Pub of the Year for the 2007-08 season.
Tony and Lance presented the award to Brian and Tracey McDermott. They're no strangers to receiving CAMRA awards over the years but I suspect this is the first one they've got from a bunch of itinerant football fans.
Lance and Tony present Tracey and Brian with DAFTS Pub of the Year award
For the record, previous winners of the award were the Golden Eagle (2005-06) in Lincoln and the Gardeners Arms (2006-07) in Lewes so Brian and Tracey are in very good company.
Monday, 18 August 2008
Away We Go
Oh bloody hell, not again! A quick pre-dawn check of Ceefax shows the tube's up the spout - faulty communication equipment or some such dodgy excuse - and the District Line is only going as far as Bow Road!
Being the sort of cautious person I am, I leave the house at 5:50am in order to give me plenty of time to get to King's Cross just after 7am. I share this habit with Freud apparently - always had to be at the station hours in advance.
My reasoning is also quite self-centred since bacon sandwiches have to be be procured for the journey and that's my job. Once these are sorted, I can relax and meet John (Wilson) on the lovely new concourse at St Pancras before we set off at 7:55am for Robin Hood country.
(right) John Betjeman at St Pancras station - presumably scanning the skies for that Barry Conlon penalty
Early departure equates to early arrival into Nottingham and plenty of time for our usual meander to Selectadisc for some CD shopping. Unfortunately it seems it is only half the shop it was - the second-hand portion of the shop was shut down but we still managed to find a few bargains, including £3.99 for Ted Nugent's Scream Dream. He may be a gun-toting red-neck git but boy can be play guitar.
And then before we can spend any more money on re-issues of stuff we already have festering in the loft, local DAFTS Colin Fletcher intervenes and whisks us away for some beer.
John and Colin outside the King BillyWorryingly though, it was looking like the type of pub that doesn't open until noon - the bane of our lives since the advent of so-called 24-hr opening - there were no signs of activity through the frosted panes. Salvation though as the landlord arrived just before 11am and opened up.
There was a wonderful mix of beers on tap awaiting us with offerings from Thornbridge, Kelham Island, Oakham and Oldershaws.
The Thornbridge Kipling - described as a South Pacific Pale Ale - caught my eye and at 5.2% may have proven to be the wrong beer to start the day but it's clear, hoppy taste belied it's strength - a smashing pint, definitely the younger sibling to their Jaipur IPA.
Colin inside the King BillyJohn opted for a pint of Oldershaw's Mowbray's Mash - I tried it and it tasted fine but after drinking the IPA and then the porter, it was probably a bit light for me to really appreciate.
And then a text from Lance - "I'm in the VAT" - meant our trip to the King Billy was cut short and sweet but I do hope I get a chance to visit again - it has the feel of a real, cared for local.
The VAT & Fiddle is where we've habitually congregated before and after games at County and Mansfield for many seasons - with the latter's relegation to the Conference, it seems that this will be our sole visit for the season.
As we settle in, we're quickly joined by Steve, John (Bell) and Brian - Doug and Pete arrive a little later after driving down from Darlo.
There are the usual Castle Rock beers on offer - their seasonal beer is Bumblebee and it's a nice, smooth golden ale with a decent body - the name suggests it may have honey in it but I can't detect any. Unfortunately it soon runs out, bloody typical! The good news is that it is replaced by White Horse Village Idiot which is a more than adequate substitute.
The game itself was quite entertaining despite being a nil-nil draw - we took the game to County and went close on several occasions, hitting the woodwork twice. Alan White was substituted in the first-half as he was suffering from a virus - Miller proved to be a more than capable replacement and is, with Foster, my preferred central defensive pairing.
The Notts fans were certainly sorry to see White depart - I think they'd been looking forward to venting their spleen on the former County player. He was not well liked apparently...
In the end I think County will feel most pleased with a point - we more than matched them. My only worry is Brown, our new keeper - he doesn't seem to have the confidence of his defence yet and seems too keen to go walkabout - thank heavens Delroy Facey left his shooting boots in the dressing room.
Back to the VAT after the final whistle for a couple of hours - we meet Tammy VIP, an occasional inhabitant of Bottom of the Barrel (vaguely football-related messageboard for the uninitiated) who Brian has met before. We have a good chat with her and her other half before they wander off to see some live footy in another pub.
VAT & Fiddle cat in traditional club colours
John and I have the luxury of first-class travel back to London - not bad value at £14 - and all the complimentary tea we can drink. For once we have the pleasure of an uneventful trip and predictably it's not long before we nod off and the first away day of the season is over.
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