Having been away for a little while, quite a lot has changed at Anglia Square now. The cinema has entirely gone and the buildings are coming down at quite a pace. It’s surprising just how challenging it already is to work out what was where, but it’s clear that there will soon be very little left. There is though far more water being sprayed over the rubble than before, perhaps to counter the complaints about all the dust everywhere.
This wasn’t a rail journey of any great note, but sometimes the mundane still needs to be recorded. After a rather lovely few days at Beer Con, I departed early on Easter Monday morning from Norwich railway station. It was quiet, people were focused on their Easter eggs.
There’s the Greater Anglia train to Ely at the back of the platform.
This service was only going as far as Ely due to engineering works that prevented it from reaching the promised land that is Cambridge. That meant that most sensible people were going to London directly arriving into London Liverpool Street, but that was more expensive and so I wasn’t. Although there were points failure and sadly a suicide on that line, so it might likely have been a slower option anyway. It did at least mean a quiet and peaceful train service, as this line can get rather busy.
And arriving safely into the beautiful city of Ely.
Then the exciting bus replacement service from Ely to Cambridge. I was the last person to board this before they thought it had better get going and everyone else behind crowded onto what looked like a nicer bus. This one was far too hot, I’m surprised passengers didn’t get heat stroke, but the driver was quite chirpy although it might have been delirium caused by the heat.
After a quick visit to the new Tesco opposite Cambridge railway station, I meandered to the platform with around thirty minutes before my train. For reasons I’ve never quite understood, Thameslink trains seem to sometimes depart one minute before the scheduled departure time, which caused an argument as one passenger ran to the train to try and board before being shouted to stand back as it was about to depart. I was restricted by what train I could get with an advance ticket, so I had less need to rush.
I thought I would embark on my meal deal at this point and very unusually I didn’t go for the prawn mayo option as I felt that this was a chicken day. I should probably get out more….
The Thameslink train thundering into the station.
The Thameslink service, which left one minute before the departure time, remained relatively quiet, although as there are twelve carriages it’s not exactly limited for space. And, as part of my survey of global trends, I noted that a passenger had his feet on the seats. Not that I go on about this….
Farringdon station where I was changing for another Thameslink train to take me to Luton Airport Parkway. I’m not sure why the route took me through London St. Pancras to get to Farringdon, then went back that way, so I went to a station further south than I needed. There were some young football fans shouting something about “we are the blues, we are the blue army, who are we?” as if they’d forgotten. They were ignored by everyone, which I felt was positive.
And onto the next Thameslink train which was heading to Bedford. This was relatively quiet and everything was on time, so I arrived into the delights of Luton Airport Parkway station which is slightly less annoying when leaving it than arriving into it.
And the walk to Luton Airport, which is around twenty minutes as I refuse to pay for the shuttle as it’s too expensive. The ticket price for Norwich to Luton Airport Parkway was £22 and as it was on time, annoyingly, there was no Delay Repay…. The ticket didn’t work at the Cambridge or Luton Airport Parkway station barriers, but there were gateline staff to let me through. So, one Greater Anglia train, one Greater Anglia bus replacement and two Thameslink trains….
For the three of my loyal readers who haven’t already been breathless with excitement following my previous brief write-ups, here is the definitive post-mortem of the 2026 Beer Con weekend.
Some overall comments, as numerous people have asked me how it all went. This was a really well planned event, the attention to detail was high and although the ticket prices were over £15 each, there was a wide selection of beer, numerous interesting speakers (not that I quite got to hear them speak as I got distracted by the beer) and other entertainment.
I didn’t hear of anyone who was unhappy with the event, but what was notable to me was the positive and upbeat atmosphere across the three days. The only point that might need addressing is the number of toilets, but that’s a far more minor problem than needing to address the beer quality or selection.
Everything felt safe, secure and the volunteers and staff were always friendly and helpful. I’ve mentioned Bailey and Leanne as I remembered their names (and because they didn’t annoy me, although no-one actually did to be fair…), but it was a delight to volunteer here. Volunteers were looked after with beer, food and free tickets to the event, so it was all suitably rewarding.
I very much liked being able to speak to some brewers and it was good to see some familiar publicans and breweries from outside the area on the trade day. Polly’s made a big impression on many people for all the right reasons and the enthusiasm from Ampersand and Pastore all added positively to the event.
I don’t know how the event worked for the organisers in terms of the finances, but I hope that they want to put another one on. It’s a combination of a trade event and a beer festival which all combined to be a celebration of brewing and liquid education. The reaction from the trade customers seemed to be one of respect for the organisation, which I know isn’t always the case for beer festivals that can sometimes feel a little too commercial.
It was also handy that it was near to the White Lion, although it was clumsy of me to get muddled up every night when I accidentally walked the short distance to it, but Oscar is always pleased to see me. Well, something like that.
I was lucky to work with lovely volunteers, most of whom I already knew, and apologies to those I likely slightly bored with my witterings about beer. I tried not to talk about Polish beer too much, even though it’s hard not to talk about some of the best beer in the world. Anyway, let’s not go down that line again.
Perhaps most importantly, I made a mistake in naming my beer of the festival in an earlier post. After a rigorous check of my Untappd account, it was the 4.6 rated Cosmos [Banana, Mango and Coconut] from Rivington Brewing Co. This was a creamy pastry sour with lots of fruit and really quite decadent. This means I’ll forgive Rivington for not sending me replacement cans that they were going to after a couple rather blew up….. A quite remarkable beer and I hadn’t been aware that they made pastry sours.
Anyway, if the event takes place again next year, and I haven’t been fired, I’d be very willing to help again. All very lovely and an enjoyable Easter weekend.
And back for the third and final day of Beer Con 2026, the sun was sort of shining and I was ready for my two final volunteering shifts.
I was back on the cask and cider bar, being pleased to be put with the wonderful Chris who is one of those responsible for the Curiosity Bar at Norwich Beer Festival. I’m an advocate of increasing their budget, but organiser Craig will just comment that I only like beer that doesn’t taste of beer again….
We were near the band, and I’d better add that they weren’t unpopular, I took this photo whilst they were doing their warm-ups or whatever the musical term is. Fortunately, the music wasn’t too loud as I’m now over 20 and I didn’t like too much frivolity.
For the second session, I was initially at the Beak and Weekend Project, both fine breweries. At the start of proceedings many of the brewers were here themselves, but they weren’t all here on the Saturday night.
The view from behind the counter soon after opening. I like serving keg, although I didn’t do it for long… Incidentally, there’s plenty to this whole Beer Con event, there were talks taking place, entertainment and other things to surprise and delight visitors.
And that was because I was given the exciting promotion (well, I think that it was a promotion) of being on the Old Man Joe’s bar, which had a selection of cask ales, soft drinks and is the area where the snacks were. What could possibly go wrong?
Fair play to the organisers Boom Tower, there’s a real attention to detail in setting up this little traditional pub area. Setting this whole arrangement up across the two floors must have taken some time, but the organisers really thought about adding character to everything.
I popped down to check that Roy and Jen weren’t arguing, but they were focused on chatting to their VIP customer. Note Roy and Jen felt it better to be at the end of their counter section to avoid any disputes.
Roy had created badges so that I was there in spirit 🙂 Looking forwards to the 2026 Norwich Beer Festival!
Roy came to see me anyway to help test some of the cask beers and to check how well I was managing.
After getting muddled up and going to the White Lion and Artichoke again after the end of Beer Con, I discovered that the Black Stars were in the Artichoke practising for our game in a few weeks. Here’s Gabriel, the hero of the practice last week, showing Dave some of his shots.
And then I got muddled up once again and went to the King’s Head.
For those who haven’t had the excitement of reading about day one at Beer Con, do that first. I started off with visiting Lucy and the CAMRA stand upstairs at the event, filling in a survey about beer festivals which gave me the chance to spin the wheel to get a prize. I won a glass. As Roy and I, being the glasses & tokens ‘management’ team from Norwich Beer Festival, were both there we didn’t think that was very exciting so Lucy kindly let me have a cellarmanship book which Ivan had written.
I was volunteering on the first and third day of Beer Con, but they gave me multiple free tickets and lots of beer for the second day where I attended as a visitor in the evening. There was always a positive and inviting atmosphere at the event, being busy but never overly crowded.
Back downstairs, Julian was at the priority seating. This was not so much the decadent private seating for VIPs that Richard would book, but for those who needed a little sit down. Whilst I’m commenting on this photo, I have to note that’s one of the best beers of the festival, the BA Brownie Empress Tonkoko from Brew York, a sweet, punchy, chocolately and decadent little number.
Whilst I’m here I should mention the very delicious Tropical Sundae from Yonder which had a decent mouthfeel, was creamy and fruity. Oh, and the Sticky Toffee Puddin’ which was sweet with a nice toffee flavour, verging on decadent.
And, the best beer of the festival for me was the BA Interceptor Fiji Rum from Emperor’s Brewery. This was smooth, chocolatey, maple flavoured and not too boozy for its 14.3% ABV. The brewery is from Leicestershire and the only other beer I’ve had from them in the past is Too Much Moon Pie, a smooth and decadent stout, which I had the Artichoke last year. But, I will look out for them in the future.
I gave Gordon one of my tickets as I’m friendly like that. Ivan was floating about for a while as well, but he had a Friday Five event to go and manage, something which I will actually go on at some point in the near future;
Julian looking excited to see my selection of Beyond the Firmament from Electric Bear Brewing, which was hazy, hoppy, slightly dank and rather decent. And that’s the exceptional Roy as well. Jen went off dancing, which we all thought was far too vibrant and animated for us so we ignored it and pretended that we didn’t know about it.
And also a delight to see Ben and Chris from Pastore and they had two delicious sours, the Roulade – Blueberry Lemon and the Doom II. The former was my favourite, gently tart and lots of lemon, but the Doom II was also very agreeable, tart, fruity and certainly wild…
After a very enjoyable evening at Beer Con I thought it might be sensible to go home at a sensible time, but then I got muddled up again and went to the White Lion. After a quick bit of interfering with their team’s bar billiards arrangements, it felt only polite to meander to the Artichoke as well.
After the excitement of Warsaw Beer Festival, I thought I’d do something different for a change and so I went to help at Beer Con in Norwich. I accept that it’s quite similar, but it’s a different country so that’s enough variety. Lucy from Norwich CAMRA had recommended a few talented volunteers from the beer festival to help out, as well as me although I come with just slightly less talent. But inclusion is important.
The event, organised by Boom Towers, was held at St. Mary’s Works in Norwich which was formerly a shoe factory operated by Sexton, Son & Everard.
More on the volunteering arrangement on my third day post (yes, it is going to be that exciting I’m stretching this to three posts, so that’s both blog readers already besides themselves with excitement), but just to note now that Bailey and Leanne offered a very friendly welcome and were supportive, visible and positive for the whole event. I’d add that the other Boom Towers staff were also friendly, but I’ve forgotten their names and two is enough to mention otherwise it looks less sincere anyway.
The keg wall.
The cask and cider bar where I was located for the trade session.
The cask selection. There was a really decent selection of over thirty cask beers between this and another bar at the event, covering a range of beer styles. I won’t meander on with stories of individual beers from this section, but it would be wrong not to mention Chubbles from Cloudwater and the All Calls Diverted to Answer Phone from Pomona Island. Always a delight to see beers from Deya, Verdant, Burnt Mill and Ampersand to name just a few. If anyone wants more details, they can pop to https://untappd.com/user/julwhite and unpick things from there.
I thought that this looked like my friend Richard’s parking, but I didn’t message him anything as I don’t like to cause offence.
Bar snacks for when I had a little rest. I was, by chance, put on the cask beer bar in the morning with Terri, one of the Artichoke Hearts bar billiards team, so that was a bonus. Always good to get (well, share) some gossip and the above average Jen was around to assist with that further.
In the evening I moved to the wine selection. I was able to show off my knowledge of white, red and rose wine to an impressed audience. Although that is the limit of my knowledge, that there are three types of wine and an orange one. Being able to enthuse about the four primary colours of the vineyard is probably as far as I’m ever going to go, despite attending countless wine tastings where its discovered I only really like dessert wine or barley wine (which isn’t a wine).
Ivan proved very useful with a little incident, so he was very much in my good books all evening. Ivan is a cellar expert with no qualifications but an ability to do things in the cellar, whereas I’m a cellar expert with qualifications and little ability to do much in the cellar of use. Well, I can rearrange casks and keg in order before they go on, but that’s of limited use to a cellarman (or cellarwoman).
Actually, there’s probably a debate to be about the contrast between a qualified expert with no ability and an unqualified expert with all the ability as I sometimes wonder whether that’s the very foundation upon which the British hospitality industry is built.
And a reward for my efforts. The pork pie was delicious but I picked the jelly out. I ignore those who say that it’s the best bit as it evidently isn’t.
I was going to go home after my busy day, but then I got muddled up and walked to the White Lion. I thought that was a nice treat for landlord Oscar though and he recommended this little number from Ampersand, which I was prepared to try as I’m good like that. And with that, I got muddled up again and went to the Artichoke which was a nice treat for landlord Julian (wiser one).
Some excitement from 200 years ago this week in the Norwich Mercury. This advert reads:
“New brewery back of the Fountain Inn, Saint Benedict’s, Norwich. A. Kidd, ale and table beer brewer, informs his friends and the public that he has opened his new brewery as above, where they may be supplied with ale and table beer, and strong ales for draught or bottling. The strong ale brewing is conducted entirely on the Edinburgh system, therefore it is expected that an ale will be produced from the malt of this county equal in strength and flavour to any imported from that city, and at much less expense to the consumer. To meet any immediate demand A. K. has brought a stock of October strong ale from his establishment at Beccles. Private families supplied, in quantities of not less than four gallons and a half.”
The Fountain Inn was once an important Norwich pub which opened in the 1750s, but in a rather sub-optimal manner, was demolished during Second World War air raids.
The brewer responsible here was Archibald Kidd and he had his operations at the back of the pub until 1840, when he sold his brewery off. Kidd had previously been living at Primrose Cottage, the Score, in Beccles and he might well have had his brewing operations there before his big Norwich move. Strong Ale, or Scotch Ale, was quite a punchy beer, although there’s more about that at https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scotch_Ale.
It was the last friendly game before the league games start, so I thought I’d steady my nerves with a non-alcoholic Guinness.
I was suitably excited about this, it’s the first time that I’ve had to fill this in. And all without my very capable vice-captain Luke to assist, so what could possibly go wrong.
It’s unusual for the balls to be placed like that, one tucked between the two pins, one right in front of the pin, one near the break-off shot and the other near the baulk.
The final shot of the match (as the doubles games got rearranged), Gabriel fired the ball into the pocket like a true professional. It’s far to say that he was surprised and delighted, with the video being widely shared across Norwich as we speak….
That’ll do 🙂
I meandered past Anglia Square yesterday on my way to volunteer at Norwich Beer Con and the cinema is now starting to be demolished. It’s about 25 years since I went there, I think I only ever saw one film there, so I can’t say that I have much of an emotional connection to the place.
This line in a newspaper article in the Norwich Mercury 200 years ago this week doesn’t really suggest the significance of this marriage.
Joseph Pease (1799-1892) was a railway pioneer and one of the supporters of the Stockport and Darlington Railway Company. He also later became the first Quaker MP and was one of the advocates for increased animal rights. He was also the son of Edward Pease, who is known as the ‘Father of the Railways’ which seems a nice title to have.
Emma Gurney (1800-1860) was the youngest daughter of Joseph Gurney, a banker from the Gurney family whose operations were subsumed into Barclays Bank later in the nineteenth century.
This is a statue commemorating Joseph Pease, a photo I took in Darlington in 2022 where I managed to explore a fair amount of railway history.
This was a proper political power couple, their families bringing together wealth, railway experience and connections. The marriage would have taken place at the Friends Meeting House on Upper Goat Lane in the city. The current building was opened in 1826, on the site of the former meeting house, so I’m assuming that this might have been one of the first marriages there. Although this assumes that the Norwich Mercury was right, as some other sources are saying that they married in Darlington, which adds confusion to the mix.
