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  • Manchester Trip : Bardez – Indian Street Food and Grill (Rusholme)

    Manchester Trip : Bardez – Indian Street Food and Grill (Rusholme)

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    One bus journey from the city centre later, we arrived at Bardez in Rusholme. This is an Indian restaurant that has managed to secure a Google review rating of 4.8, something that’s really quite impressive. Our table was ready for us on arrival, which was handy as I was hungry, and everything looked modern, clean and well presented. I also noticed that the operators are from Goz and have the surname D’Souza, and although I doubt that Liam knew that when booking, perhaps he was naturally drawn to the restaurant.

    Back to the food. They didn’t serve poppadoms in the traditional manner, but suggested one bowl of mini versions between six of us. I think we had to up the order to four of them, of which one stayed miraculously close to me for proceedings. Unfortunately, as I was distracted, we have another blog post with an absence of useful photos (although I remembered the food and beer), although I suspect that we’ll all cope with that and my two loyal blog readers will have to use their power of imagination.

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    I normally go for mango lassi as my drink of choice (craft beer isn’t a huge thing in Indian cuisine, although that situation is getting better, so until then mango lassi is something of a liquid soulmate for me) , but beer seemed to be the order of the day here. I went for the Bardez house beer and this mysterious brew wasn’t listed on Untappd, which, let’s be honest, basically means it doesn’t exist. However, it was crisp and light, so it met its objectives as being a complement to the food. The Chicken Chetinaad curry was rich in taste and the peshwari naan had a pleasant taste. Although they didn’t serve my favourite coconut rice, the basmati rice was light and fluffy. The portion size of the whole arrangement was decent, so I left full which always feels like a desirable state of affairs.

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    Łukasz, bless his cotton socks, is one of those people who could find a reason to smile during a zombie apocalypse. Seriously, the guy radiates sunshine like he’s swallowed a lightbulb and it can get a bit much. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a lovely quality… in small doses. But sometimes, you just want to wallow in your own grumpiness without someone bouncing around like a hyperactive Tigger, but there we go…. Anyway, as per usual, I’ve developed a convenient case of amnesia when it comes to everyone else’s opinions on their meals. My brain is like a sieve when it comes to remembering anything beyond my own immediate needs (mostly food-related, if I’m honest). But there were no complaints from Richard, no hurled plates, and no dramatic walkouts, so I’m going to assume everyone was content so let’s chalk that up as a win.

    There is another Bardez in Didsbury and the whole operation felt slick and well managed. The service was timely, personable and the order was entirely accurate which meant that not even Richard had anything to complain about.  Definitely recommended as a location and I can see why they’ve secured such positive reviews.

  • Manchester Trip : Port Street Beer House

    Manchester Trip : Port Street Beer House

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    The next venue on the list that Simon and I thought would be a good idea to visit is the Port Street Beer House. They’ve been open since 2011 and they have 18 keg lines and 7 cask lines, a balance that sounds just about right to me. It’s also no surprise given this heritage that the pub is listed in the Good Beer Guide, so that’s another one for my list.

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    This was a busy venue, although we found ourselves a place to stand. This is the Sun Goes Down mild from Thornbridge Brewery and this wasn’t as good as I had hoped for, it was too light and had a slight taste of charcoal. However, it’s always positive to see a mild on a menu.

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    Apologies for the finger in the way of the lens here, but this beer didn’t disappoint. It’s the Double Crumble – Apple, Blueberry and Maple from Pastore Brewing, and this surprised and delighted. Lots of maple, a bit of fruit and a creamy mouthfeel, just as I like a sour to be.

    Richard treated himself to a fruited pale, the Specialist in the Field from Farm Yard Brew Co. I’m glad he bought it, it had a bit of a zing to put it mildly, but I didn’t find much depth of flavour in the whole arrangement. By this time we had gone hunting for a table and Łukasz has found one outside which was wet, but obstacles such as this don’t stop him. I don’t think the Polish are known for letting wet benches from getting in the way of their drinking.

    This is a popular bar and judging from the positive on-line reviews, it’s a really well run operation. Where they get negative reviews, they’re like this:

    “I used to come here regularly, but the last time I was there, they didn’t accept my legal tender (only card payments). This is unacceptable behaviour, and I do hope it’s now corrected. If so, I’ll change this review.”

    I can’t imagine the bar shed many tears over this and it’s a reminder that cash isn’t king, but I won’t go down that line. There were some interesting beers available and the whole beer menu felt well curated. I would have preferred it to be quieter so we could get a table, but the reality is that it’s a popular and interesting place which I’m glad is doing well. And of course, it’s a worthy entrant into the Good Beer Guide.

  • 200 Years Ago in Norwich : The State of the Norfolk and Norwich Hospital

    200 Years Ago in Norwich : The State of the Norfolk and Norwich Hospital

    I spend too long reading old newspapers and one thing is timeless, which is the worry that the local healthcare provision isn’t sufficient. This letter to the Norwich Mercury in January 1825 spells out the problems which the correspondent thought needed to be dealt with.

    “It now becomes a matter of serious and important consideration, in what way the funds are to be employed, which have been liberally afforded to the Hospital during the present year; and as much advantage will be derived from having the public attention directed to this point, I beg leave to offer, through your means, to the attention of the Governors, a few remarks on the subject.

    The clear profits of the last Festival having been from £2400 to £2500, we must consider £300 of this sum, to defray the preparatory expences of the next Festival. The balance is therefore £2100; and to this may be added the late very munificent donation of £533, which increases the funds of the present year to the extent of £2633, beyond the average income.

    With regard to the appropriation of this balance, I presume that the first consideration will necessarily be, whether the establishment, on its present scale, admit of any improvements. This is a circumstance of which the gentlemen who are most conversant in the details of hospital management are the most competent judges, and I would only observe upon it, that as there are no wards but such as are in constant use, the operations of cleansing, whitewashing, and painting, must occasionally diminish, for many weeks, and even some months, the accommodation of the patients: and that an additional ward would therefore be very important, in order to give full effect to those which the Hospital possesses.

    Such an extra accommodation would likewise permit a ward to be employed for males or females, as an occasional overflow of the one description of patients or the other, might render necessary.

    This goes upon the presumption, that the Hospital does not require any permanent magnification; but when the increased and increasing population of the city of Norwich and the county of Norfolk are taken into account, it will hardly be considered, that an establishment, which was intended for 80 or 90 patients half a century ago, when the population was near 10,000 less than it now is, could not, at the present time, be advantageously enlarged.

    By the printed report it appears, that during the last twelve years, the average annual admissions have increased about a fourth; viz. from about 500 to 600; but it has very frequently happened, as is well known, that for many weeks together several of the applicants have not been admitted, though some of them have come from a considerable distance, and at great fatigue, expence, and inconvenience. This is an evil which can only be supplied by a permanent addition of beds to the Hospital.

    The necessity for more room was felt even during the life-time of Dr. Alderson, who died in 1821; and plans and estimates were in his time obtained, as to the mode of enlarging the Hospital, by the erection of two new wards at the North-west corner of it. The state of the finances might at that time prevent the measure from being carried into effect, but the friends of the Hospital may now congratulate themselves, that there are the means of accomplishing this, or any other plan for increasing the utility of the establishment, which may be deemed necessary.

    The erection of two new wards, similar in size to the present, and the addition of one of them to the regular establishment of the Hospital, may be easily provided for. By the printed accounts it appears that the housekeeping expences amount to about £16 or £17 per patient: that is, supposing 90 persons, including the officers, to be always on the diet tables of the Hospital. An addition of 15 patients, including nurses, &c. would not exceed, at £20 per annum per patient, £300. If the erection of two new wards amounts to £1000, there will still remain to be disposed of £1500, of the balance above mentioned. Suppose one of the new wards to be considered as independent on the Festival for its support, £900 or £1000, of this money will be required to keep it open till the next festival, when a similar sum may be appropriated to the same object.

    Thus will the benefits of a Festival be immediately felt, in the increased relief afforded to the poorer orders of society, and at the same time a fair prospect afforded of keeping up the advantages of the augmented accommodation in future. The experiment would not hazard at all the safety of the establishment: for a ward which is meant to depend on a Festival for its support, might cease to be employed, if the funds intended to keep it open should fail. But when it is considered that the expences of future Festivals will be less than those of the last, and that none of their receipts will be necessary in new erections, there will be every prospect afforded, of not only keeping up, permanently, an augmented number of patients, but of likewise preventing the necessity of appropriating, in the regular support of the charity, those donations and legacies which, without aiming at making it independent of the continued protection of the public, should provide for its permanent and increasing utility.

    I remain, Sir,

    Your obedient servant,

    A SUBSCRIBER.”

    The hospital had been built in 1771 as a charitable institute and it was for a long time unable to cope with the demand placed upon it. A new hospital was built on the same site in 1883 and free healthcare was out of reach for many, but letters such as this seem to have a reassuring presence that the health service will probably never really be able to cope with the demands placed upon it.

    As another aside (I have a lot of those), I personally prefer the archaic spelling of ‘expences’, although the origins are from the French word ‘espense’, so the current spelling does have historic integrity….

  • 200 Years Ago in Norwich : The Great Cheese Mystery

    200 Years Ago in Norwich : The Great Cheese Mystery

    I really love this article from the Norwich Mercury in January 1825, primarily for the randomness of what happened.

    “On Tuesday se’nnight a man and a boy in a blue cart and with a bay horse were observed, about 5 o’clock in the afternoon, to go to the foot of St. James’s-hill, near the barracks, and to throw down the contents of the cart, which they covered with mould, and then went away. Some boys playing near the spot, on the following morning, discovered the articles, which proved to be very old and excellent Cheshire, Derbyshire, Gloucester, Wiltshire, and Dutch cheeses. In the course of the next day another load was discovered in a gravel-pit on Mousehold. The news of these discoveries soon attracted large parties of persons to the two spots, and the entire quantity of cheese, amounting, it is believed, to between a ton and a ton and a half, very quickly disappeared among the inhabitants of the city adjacent to the places where the cheese was discovered. One person has now cheese in his possession of the value of eight pounds. F. Stevenson and other persons have been making enquiries among the grocers and cheese factors of this city, but no robbery has been committed here which can account for the secretion of so enormous a quantity of this article.”

    I love the word ‘sennight’, meaning week or the last seven days. I really struggle to comprehend how nearly a ton and a half of cheese appeared, although I can’t imagine that the owners were too pleased with those boys playing near the spot who found it. I can though imagine the surprise and delight of Norwich residents who went on a cheese hunt to see what they could find themselves. As Wallace said, “we’ll go somewhere where there’s cheese!”

  • 200 Years Ago in Norwich : The Dangers of Animals

    200 Years Ago in Norwich : The Dangers of Animals

    Just as a random article from 200 years ago. There’s sometimes a feeling that the past is some sort of halcyon place full of happiness and glee with a rural and traditional way of life.

    “Caution to Proprietors of Horned Cattle. – Last week a valuable mare, belonging to Mr. Robt. Cunningham, hay merchant, of Winfarthing, being left in a field with a horned cow, of a very vicious nature, was so dreadfully gored and torn by the cow as to be obliged to be killed.

    On the night of Friday se’nnight, as a man by the name of Loads, of Little Ryburgh, was going from Stibbard home with a horse and cart, he unfortunately turned the cart over, when the horse fell upon him and killed him upon the spot. He has left a wife and large family to lament his loss.

    A melancholy accident occurred at Thorpe, near this city, last week. As Mrs. Postle, wife of Mr. William Postle, tithe bailiff to the Rev. J. Maxwell, was walking on the turnpike road, a led horse, belonging to an Officer of the Dragoons, quartered in the barracks here, kicked her in the stomach, and she died in consequence the following morning.”

    But then you get news articles like this, which are commonplace in newspapers of the time. Norwich, and other parts of Norfolk, at this point were also crime ridden and dangerous, even though a lot of people had little worth stealing. The past isn’t always so magical, especially for the families left to deal with the consequences of disasters such as this.

    As a random aside, the history of the word ‘melancholy’ is intriguing (or it is to me):

    “Middle English: from Old French melancolie, via late Latin from Greek melankholia, from melas, melan- ‘black’ + kholē ‘bile’, an excess of which was formerly believed to cause depression.”

  • 200 Years Ago in Norwich : John Fitt Dies at Shoulder of Mutton Pub

    200 Years Ago in Norwich : John Fitt Dies at Shoulder of Mutton Pub

    Back to my occasional series of posts of news from 200 years ago, as reported by the Norwich Mercury. It’s just a line in the deaths section which says:

    “On Christmas Day, Mr John Fitt, the master of the Shoulder of Mutton pub, St. Augustine’s , died in the 66th year of his age”.

    I’m always a little intrigued by the location of pubs, but this one seems to be a mystery and it’s not clear to me from maps or on-line research exactly where it was. It was a Morgan’s Brewery pub which closed in 1870, likely on the Botolph Street end of St. Augustine’s Street. The last reference I can find is someone found drunk in Shoulder of Mutton Yard on St. Augustine’s in 1868 and the location of that yard is apparently lost as well. With more time I’m sure I could find it, but for the moment, it’s proving elusive.

    John Fitt was buried in St. Augustine’s Church on 30 December 1824, although if there was a gravestone it’s no longer standing. The service record from his funeral notes correctly that he was 62 years old rather than what was reported in the Norwich Mercury, but journalists being wrong is hardly a new thing. John had been baptised on 30 October 1762, the son of William and Sarah Fitt.

    BTW, happy new year to everyone, perhaps I might remember to have a look for where this pub was located at some point in 2025.

  • Manchester Trip : Hover Force (Additional Video)

    Manchester Trip : Hover Force (Additional Video)

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    Liam has sent this video following my blog post earlier, but more to come to surprise my two loyal blog readers….

  • Manchester Trip : Fierce Bar

    Manchester Trip : Fierce Bar

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    After our bravery earlier in the day on hovercrafts and with Łukasz back in tow, I thought that we needed a drink or three. Fierce are a Scottish brewery from Aberdeen, but they have this outpost in Manchester and it was a fiercely busy location when we visited (see what I did there?). Some tempting options were visible on the screen.

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    That’s the Rhubarb from Fierce Beer, which I thought was a little thin but it wasn’t overly sweet and the flavour was pleasant.

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    The heavy hitting Very Big Moose 2024 – Two Year Bourbon Edition from Fierce Beer, a boozy bourbon, but not a rich mouthfeel although the flavour was decent. I suspect I pinched this from Richard to try, as I wouldn’t have ordered that much myself.

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    This is the Very Big Moose 2024 – Maple & Hazelnut Edition from Fierce Beer, another boozy number which was smooth although it wasn’t as rich as I’d like and it didn’t have the depth of flavour. But, as I noted on Untappd, perhaps I like in your face with beers rather than soft and subtle.

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    This was my favourite beer that they had, the Dirty Sanchez from Fierce Beer which is a chilli stout. A very nice spicy kick here and although I accept that it’s not a beer style for everyone, it works for me.

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    The Cheery Cola Sour from Fierce Beer, which had a sour and sweet flavour, bang on the money here.

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    Full on flavour with the Apple Pie from Fierce Beer, lots of apple and toffee flavour, slightly decadent even.

    We were fortunate to get a table for our group and we didn’t rush this experience, given the number of interesting beers that were available. Service was efficient, the atmosphere was welcoming and the team members were friendly and knowledgeable. Prices are reasonable for a city centre craft beer bar and we all agreed (well, I did) how brave I’d been all day long.

  • Manchester Trip : Hover Force

    Manchester Trip : Hover Force

    I didn’t take my camera to this, as I left it secured in Liam’s car as I had enough to worry about, so the above is a promotional photo (admittedly a little dated) from the operator and not one of our group.

    I often have very good ideas of things to do some months in advance and then rather regret my bravery when it comes to the event. The zip-lining a couple of years surprised and delighted me, so I thought as a non-driver that I could obviously drive a hovercraft. We arrived at the centre and I’m not going to say that it was the most organised in terms of the clarity of what was happening, but I think that was partly because I was more than a little stressed about all of this. The toilet facilities were also perhaps sub-optimal, but I don’t suppose many people come to events like this and expect sparkling restroom options.

    The briefing before hand was a little positive and optimistic for my liking, as I had been intending to potter around at a slow pace whilst I know Liam was planning to fly around at the fastest possible pace. Simon, Ross and Richard had signed up, whilst Łukasz was having a nap in Manchester. The briefing was worrying as I was told that it was really essential to go around at full pace otherwise it might ground to a halt. I did wonder about the engineering quality, but didn’t say anything.

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    Anyway, the above photo is me in action and against all my initial fears, I rather enjoyed it. Actually, I very much enjoyed it and it was mentioned that some drivers struggle with handling as hovercraft, unsurprisingly, don’t handle the same as cars. I didn’t have that burden placed on me and I thought that it was all quite logical. To be precise, that’s Liam watching over me to ensure that I don’t go flying off course, this is something that he has to do generally in life which is why I rather liked this photo. There are two sets of two laps, the first one I think I was against Simon and then the second time against Liam.

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    Liam’s effort at a video of me. I had expected a brilliantly edited sixty second video with audio, but this will have to do. It all went quickly and, fortunately, I didn’t veer off course too much. There is audio from the instructors as you have to wear goggles and a headset, but one set was much easier to hear than the other so I was in blissful ignorance during one of my attempts. It’s more physical than I had realised, although not too demanding, it’s the getting it going again after coming to a halt that’s the most labour intensive part of the arrangements.

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    I did a full length video of Richard and Liam (using Liam’s phone), so I’ll see if I can get that uploaded. Here’s Richard during his briefing. It’s fair to say (and he’ll read this) that he struggled a little with the whole hover craft steering thing, which meant that the head to head between Richard and Liam couldn’t be timed as Richard was going so slowly and Liam was going so fast they had to keep stopping him and making him wait.

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    Liam provided us with this photo, but I’m waiting on photos of the others.

  • Manchester Trip : The Sedge Lynn – JD Wetherspoon

    Manchester Trip : The Sedge Lynn – JD Wetherspoon

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    This is one of the more attractive buildings operated by JD Wetherspoon, the Sedge Lynn located in Chorlton-cum-Hardy.

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    I’ll use the JD Wetherspoon history:

    “This pub was originally a billiards hall, built in c1907 on a field sandwiched between a house called Sedge Lynn (demolished to make way for a cinema) and Red Gate Farm. Now a grade II listed building, the original billiards hall (and others like this one, in and around Manchester and south London) was erected to remove billiards from its usual setting of the public house and to further the aims of the Temperance Movement. The Chorlton hall was designed by Norman Evans, company architect from 1906 to 1910. It is believed to be the most complete of his designs to survive in the Manchester area.”

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    The chain has a different carpet in every pub and this is one of the best that I’ve seen with a considerable nod to their billiards past. I’m not entirely sure what the local members of the temperance movement of the time would have thought of their building becoming a pub, but there we go.

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    In one of the lowest price bands that the chain have, the breakfast was £3.14 and the unlimited coffee was £1.04, this met my financial and food needs nicely. Richard had Eggs Benedict as he’s more decadent and Ross had fruit for reasons unknown, but Liam and I didn’t judge. The egg was runny, a breakfast shouldn’t have a hard yolk. I’d rather that bacon was served crispy in the US style, but for £3.14 I didn’t have any complaints.

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    The Gaumont is next door to this pub and it’s where the Bee Gees played their debut performance in 1957.

    It’s one of the better rated pubs in the chain, but I thought I’d have a little look at the reviews.

    “Waitress dropped BBQ sauce on my son in laws lap, went all over his trousers, all over the table, she never appologiesed, didnt wipe the spillage up and didnt replace the sauce. Not good.”

    I liked the bit added about how the sauce wasn’t replaced.

    “You go to Wetherspoons because it’s the cheapest. If you can, don’t support Tim Martin and his horrible business practices. The staff here all work hard and are great and friendly, though. Tim Martin (the Wetherspoons chain owner) effectively fired all his staff over lockdown rather than pay them a little furlough money! 😡”

    No he didn’t.

    “Had the kitchen manager come out and swear at me. As I asked him to please move his car.”

    I like to think that there was an interesting back story to this one.

    “Me and my Sister have been barred over a minor thing yet bar staff allowed her to be abused on friday by a tall drunk man”

    Another helpful review, but I liked the detail that the guy was tall.

    “I bought 8 pints via the App, at 2 minutes past eleven. The App took my money, the staff refused to serve the drinks and refused to return my money. 1 week later I am still wainting for my money.”

    I can’t even begin to imagine why after eight pints they refused to serve any more drinks….

    Anyway, I’ve become distracted again…. With this sustenance, we were ready for our main activity for the day. Well, I wasn’t, but there we go.