Yesterday was overcast but still. Today was forecast to be horribly wet all day (a forecast proving to be accurate at the moment).
We were working from home (more bloody charitable funding bids, since you didn't ask), the same today.
It seemed sensible to get out of the house before we'd need an ark so we strolled down to the oldest bit of Old Town.
We'd been to the Crown on Friday and had excellent Bessemer Blonde (Blue Bee) and Independence (BBF) but, according to Real Ale Finder nothing new on. So, instead we went to The Lamb, undoubtedly the oldest pub/inn in Eastbourne - and currently the most reliable Harveys house in the town.
I've said before that, despite it's near legendary status, Harveys isn't my favourite brewery but I completely understand the appeal (much Cantillon). Anyhow, when in The Lamb, you drink Harveys.
We tend to avoid Best these days, even though the BBB's early drinking was dominated by it so we had Armada. We settled into a cosy seat and caught up on the day.
Within 35mins his first pint had all but disappeared and even mine had a hefty dent in it: given our usual drinking rate this it quite unusual - and especially so with Harveys. Clearly it was VERY good.
Actually, this morning, I can't remember what it was about the Armada that was so good - maybe it was just so perfectly balanced that it slipped down - much like a really good cup of tea (Darjeeling, black, hot).
The follow up print of Old was more memorably glorious, as it happens but that first pint...
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