It was time to come back up to the Western Homelands.
Orchids needed a bit of TLC, I needed some time away from TRHQ and we're giving our staff more chance to show what they can do in running the place. There are beer reasons too, obviously, but they're more incidental than purposeful.
We reverted to the EBN-VIC-PAD-BRI route, having visited London last week to meet up with a friend (beer venues fine but not really worthy of revisiting) and finding it pretty much OK.
As it turned out, we ended up in Bristol on the same train as if we'd gone the more circuitous route - but, as the boy said, it's nice to have the last leg of the journey start earlier - and at the train's starting place.
Train was busy, station was busy, Temple Quay was busy so our flat was a little oasis of calm.
Nevertheless, being Thursday we knew it would get busy at all the good drinking venues so we didn't dither.
We arrived at the pub shortly before 5pm and watched (quite smugly) as the after-workers arrived en masse.
There are some vestiges of behavioural change in this pub - there are fewer chairs and tables to ensure people can space out; the door to the courtyard stays open to ensure good ventillation and, generally speaking, people weren't standing and drinking inside. Other than that, it all feels much like it did - and that's all to the good.
Pretty certain we'll be heading up to Moor this afternoon because there's a reasonable chance they'll have a cask beer on and it's quite rare to find that. Also, it's usually a bit quieter and less frenetic than other venues on a Friday evening.
I know we should strike out, and ring the changes a bit but, d'you know what? sometimes familiarity and routine is calming.
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