Myself and the wife decided a nice night out in Manchester was on the cards for just the two of us. So everything was arranged and our lift to the station arrived in good time.
We were not so punctual in leaving home and consequently, we missed out on a swift pint at the Railway in Greenfield due to the train being in the station when we arrived. A quick run onto the platform and we boarded with seconds to spare.
On arrival in Manchester, we walked straight to the Black Lion, just over the border in Salford, only to find it closed. - on later investigation it looks like the old story of pub does well so pub company puts rent up to unaffordable levels. I don't see the logic in this other than stupid greed on the part of the pubco. Ridiculous.
Anyway, rant over. Back to the pub crawl.
As we had already walked a resonable distance, and the wife was complaining about walking too far. We decided to go up to Deansgate and the Moon Under Water. First pint of the evening was Thwaites Golder Wunder. An amber ale. Not too bad. This was followed by a Greene King Abbot Ale. It's been a long while since I last tasted Abbot and I've never been much of a fan of Greene King beers. This reminded me why.
We left here and went over the road and across St Annes Square to Corbieres. this has long been one of my favourite drinking places in Manchester. A small doorway leads down some narrow stairs to what is best described as the underground cavern that is Corbieres. They serve on draught ale - Bazen's Pacific. A pint of which was duly ordered and we sat and listened to a few tunes from their excellent jukebox.
In my head I had a pub crawl back to Victoria station planned out, so we left Corbieres and went to Sam's Chop House. Here I had a pint of Sam's Special Best Bitter, brewed by Coach House Brewery. on finishing this we had half an hour before the last train left for Greenfield, so the pub crawl was curtailed to another pint of Sam's Special.
In hindsight, this was possibly a mistake as we left Sam's Chophouse with 10 minutes until our train departed. It turns out that the walk to Victoria station platform 4 is actually 11 minutes, so we watched the last train of the night leave from halfway up the stairs to the platform bridge. With the train departed our chances of a pint at the Railway in Greenfield. Again. D'oh.
A quick, and expensive, taxi-ride accross town to Piccadilly ensued and we just managed to catch the last train stopping at Stalybridge. Phew I thought as the train pulled into the station as the Buffet Bar looked open. We headed there on exiting the train only to find it closed. D'oh again.
We gave up on getting any more beer at that point and waited outside the station for our lift home.
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