Phil Gillam: Oooh Betty, I've been on a pub crawl!
Betty, my lovely mother-in-law, was – quite frankly – shocked. "What time did you say you got home on Friday night?" she asked.
"Two o'clock in the morning," I said.
Hey – come on – life is for living, right?
I'd met up with a couple of excellent chums at Montgomery's Tower in the town centre, not the sort of watering hole we would usually choose, but Chris (the leader of this expedition) had heard there was a beer festival on.
By the way, Chris is some sort of statistician, analyst, clever bloke, and all-round consultant genius, and he knows everything about everything – including beer festivals.
So you have to trust him, right?
After a couple of drinks at Monty's we set off on a journey to Coton Hill.
Now, Coton Hill is a mighty interesting part of Shrewsbury with a little cluster of three pubs (a watering hole-ly trinity?): The Bird In Hand, The Royal Oak, and The Woodman.
