Mighty Oak

It was a dull and wet day in Borough, South East London, making the most of a break in the rain, I left my first port of call, The Kings Arms in Newcomen St.

GBG ,they’re in it

The Barman spotted me making a break for it.

Don’t go

I knew once I had made it to the Royal Oak an extended stay would not be a disaster if the heavens opened once more, and so it came to pass.  It was strangely quiet when I got there about 1.30 on a Saturday lunchtime, which suited me as I had a choice of tables to sit at.

 

A good range of Harveys beers were on offer and I started on the Dark Mild, It really was in excellent shape, so I tweeted the fact.

It’s the truth

It went viral, well when I say Viral 30 likes and 6 retweets to date is as viral as it gets for me.

The pub soon filled, with all the tables taken up in both bars, assorted ponytails gathered at the bar.

Neigh

and a group of mostly American beer buffs took up residence next to me, one comment I heard was that “English brewers should go back to their brewing roots”, fair enough.

American beer talk

The Mild dealt with I moved on to the Old Ale.

It was even better, I didn’t dare tweet about this, though I did reply to Stonch.

Why am I in Camberwell?

Hunger had set in and my Lamb Hot Pot arrived.

Bigger than it looks

I immediately thought is that it? But needn’t had worried the bowl was tardis-like.

My hunger satisfied I noticed the rain had abated so I made my move to Borough Market and The Rake quite pleased with the last hour and a half.

The Americans also headed out into the gloom on the quest for more English Ale, I was on the lookout for American hop bombs.