Monday, January 9, 2012

#104. Rose and Crown, 5-7 Newgate St, Newcastle Upon Tyne

Every market town on this island features a pub called Rose & Crown, and I finally broke down and visited one. Unfortunately, this particular instance of the class featured nary a cask ale on tap, leaving me no choice but to resort to a John Smith's. The crowd consisted of the older, after-work types, seemingly defeated by life in the northeast, reeking of coal and broken promises.

I jest. Newcastle is prettier than I thought it would be. Sting is from here.

Newcastle: it's actually not a shit-hole.™

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