The Internet has been terrific in general as it introduced me to The Hartshill Mile via FB, for example, and also allows me to waffle incessantly through this blog.
Of course, the comments section is always good value and I have to say I’ve been pretty fortunate thus far in the fact that (a) no one really comments and (b) when they do, it’s usually within the bounds of decency (Russ is on a sabbatical).
(men on a mission…to deliver a CAMRA mag)
But, there are some absolute cranks out there I have to say and a lot of them are drawn to click bait journalism, as displayed by The Stoke Evening Sentinel.
In fact, more often than not local rags comments section are the worst offenders as keyboard warriors just blurt out ill-informed dross usually of either an inane or mildly offensive nature (and I don’t get fussed by much – apart from Farmhouse Inns of course).
Take for example the 450 – Jolly Potters ST4 7NL, which was where we started and ended the Hartshill Mile and can only give it a glowing reference.
However, someone is clearly out to get them if you read this piece in The Sentinel and the subsequent comments.
(looks pretty well kept to me)
We were only there for one day but this looks like a fantastic community pub with someone at the helm who has spent a few quid on the place making it a smart, yet traditional pub, selling amber nectar known as Bass.
We pitched up there just after 1pm when it was shut only for the gaffer’s daughter and her feller to give us a lift all the way to Newcastle, or as Matthew and the May Bank locals call it ‘Castle, which was well out of her way.
Realistically, we were only ever going to buy one or two pints each in their pub at the end of the evening but this kind of touch, going the extra mile, counts a lot in my book.
Wind forward six hours later and the Jolly Potters is a proper old school local with four rooms, Sky Sports and, as my fellow medallist recalled, almost unchanged from when he was a student there in the nineties.
(Not on the Hartshill Mile)
However, there has been a lick of paint, it is smart and has a terrific beer garden, which is a real feature or a problem if you listen to some people.
Simon was happy to be presented once again with his medal although there was still no podium photo, whilst CAMRA legend Bill managed to finally drop his Potters Bar magazine off to the landlady about five pints later!
It wasn’t packed but there enough people in to give it a good, yet chilled atmosphere and the landlady, gaffer’s daughter and her feller were all top notch and happy to join with the general crack of finishing the Hartshill Mile.
It’s a Stoke city pub (aren’t they all in the Potteries?) and memorabilia everywhere lets you know which team this boozer is backing.
Of course, everything on this blog is totally true and all the comments are very earnest (just deleting Martin’s now) but I just don’t get petty vendettas and ill-informed drivel in the comments sections.
A great day of 11 boozers, a medal, an introduction to CAMRA beer scoring, lots of warm, funny people and raising money for a fantastic cause.
We waited at Bod (Titanic Brewery bar) at the station but, I have to confess, had a hot chocolate, as even pub bloggers need a breather on occasions.
Get yourself to the Jolly Potters and you will get a warm welcome, while you’re there, get yourself on the Hartshill Mile.