After paying an Easter visit to see Mr and Mrs L and sister Karen we made our way to my brother Dave's house. I had foolishly agreed to play cricket for Tamworth 4th XI the next day against Coseley and needed to borrow Dave's cricket kit. He had kindly offered to lend me his kit with the predictable comment that his cricket box would be too big for me !!
Dave and his family had literally just arrived back home from a week away and he must have either still been in the holiday spirit or had got a case of the holiday blues as he suggested a trip to the pub with The Queslett being his venue of choice.
Given the fact that I was making my cricketing debut for Tamworth the next day I should really have chosen an isotonic sports drink when I went up the bar in The Queslett but somewhat predictably I went down the real ale route with a pint of M & B Brew XI hoping that it would be an improvement on the last pint of Brew I'd had, the one in The Tavern in Tamworth town centre that resembled dishwater.
We (me, Shelley, Dave, sister in law Julie and youngest nephew Simon) sat outside in the warm spring sunshine. Admittedly the beer garden at The Queslett is in the pub's car park over looking a busy traffic roundabout but it does for Dave noting that I have always been the more sophisticated one of the two brothers !!
Shelley was driving so it was never our intention to stop long but there is no point in calling in a pub for a solitary pint so one pint of Brew XI soon became two pints of Brew XI and pretty nice they were too, restoring my faith in the local produce.
We were honestly thinking about leaving when were joined by some surprise guests, my eldest nephew Tom turned up with his young lady Kelly and family dog Archie. Well, it would have been rude to go without having another one with our new guests so it was time for me to pop back up the bar for my final pint of Brew XI and listen to the holiday stories from that week.
Archie was impeccably behaved and was no trouble as he sat on Simon's lap..
Tom and Simon were never that well behaved when Dave and I used to take them to the pub as youngsters !!
The Queslett is definitely the best pub in that area with a good selection of well kept ales and a mature clientele, and we could have easily made a day of it (so speaks the non driver) but we said our goodbyes and made our way home knowing it would be a very quick visit before popping out for a couple of pints at The Gate.
Does beer improve your game as a cricketer?!!
UPDATE 25th August
It was a wet, miserable August Bank Holiday Monday so we decided it was family visiting day so after popping to see my Mum, Dad and sister Karen we called in on my brother Dave, sister in law Julie and nephew Tom. Tom's girlfriend Kelly was there when we arrived, and it wasn't long before Dave suggested a couple of Bank Holiday beers at The Queslett.
Dave didn't even bothering asking, a freshly poured pint of M & B Brew XI was waiting for me on the bar when I walked in. Cheers, our kid !!
The dreadful weather had seemingly confined a lot of folk indoors as the pub was uncharacteristically quiet. I like The Queslett, there is always plenty of choice on the ale front and the punters are more mature, just like my good self !! As good as the pub is I was amazed to find that when I was tapping a few notes about the place into my phone the spellcheck functionality changed Queslett to eyesore !!
Tom was feeling a bit nervous, he had been nominated to do the ice bucket challenge in aid of charity and was required to do it that afternoon. Knowing him as I do I'm sure that there were plenty of willing volunteers eager to tip a bucket of iced water over his head !!
Dave was setting the pace drink wise due to the fact that he had just broken up on holiday so pint one soon became pint two, became pint three, became pint four before I sadly called it quits with my conscientious mind thinking about work the next day.
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