Sunday, 23 March 2008

The Kingdom of Oakham

Many cities present themselves beautifully to visitors arriving by train. Peterborough isn't one of them. Despite having a fine historic quarter, clustered around a 12th century Gothic cathedral, unspeakable grimness blights the rest of the city centre. When you leave the depressing railway station, you're confronted with a forbidding, impassable dual carriageway. Once you've clambered over a footbridge, you're straight into a miserable shopping centre and a multi-storey car park. This is Britain at its very worst.

The local council wants to redevelop this part of town. Based on my description of it, you'd think I'd be in favour of their plans. Not quite. In the midst of all that unpleasantness sits The Brewery Tap, home of Oakham Brewery. One of my companions commented that they'd never encountered a pub that looks so much better inside than out. The building was previously a Job Centre, and it shows. Inside, it's magnificent. They claim it's the biggest brewpub in Europe, although that's disputed. A lengthy bar offers 12 handpumps, with the glass-fronted brewery right beside it (pictured left). On a mezzanine floor there's a cheap and cheerful dining area given over to Thai food.

We stationed ourselves on sofas close to the bar and got stuck into the Oakham range. Jeffrey Hudson Bitter, Inferno, White Dwarf and Helter Skelter are all beers I've tried before, but rarely in such fantastic condition. Oakham never spare the hops, and their beers seem perfectly adjusted to my palate. We didn't get around to trying Attilla, a 7.5% abv barley wine that didn't seem appropriate in the early afternoon. There were also a range of guest beers from other microbreweries, but we left them alone.

After visiting the cathedral, we made our way through streets lined with identikit chain shops to the River Nene. By the bridge there's a permanently moored Dutch barge (pictured right). It was built in 1909 and served for many decades as a cargo boat, before steaming to Britain and being converted into a pub and restaurant in 1991. It too is owned and operated by Oakham. On the top deck there's a fairly classy Thai restaurant, but the main show is below decks: Charters, a large real ale bar with an Easter beer festival in session. Lovely.

I'd expected a thoroughly surreal experience, but they've done a great job in turning this vessel into a proper pub (pictured left). Having said that, the place is on a permanent lean, but once you've had a few the effect wears off. The staff were young, friendly and enthusiastic, and the atmosphere first class. If I lived in Peterborough I'd camp out here and refuse to leave. A dozen handpumps on the bar were joined by about the same number of casks on stillage. We sampled most of them. My favourite beer of the session was probably Bees Wobble, a rich and curiously fruity stout. It comes from a Leicestershire outfit that only went live earlier this month.

A visit to Oakham's Peterborough fiefdom is a great day out. It seems to me that the brewery has contributed an enormous amount to the local community. If Peterborough's councillors go ahead with their plans to compulsorily purchase and demolish The Brewery Tap, they'll be erasing something truly special in the heart of their city.

Information:

  1. The Brewery Tap is at 80 Westgate, Peterborough, Cambridgeshire, PE1 2AA (map, website). It's a stone's throw from the railway station, albeit marooned on the wrong side of a dual carriageway. Read more about efforts to save the venue from demolition here.
  2. Charters is on a barge moored at Town Bridge (map, website). They're having an even bigger beer festival on the May Bank Holiday (2nd - 5th May), with 60+ ales on offer. In the article above I didn't mention the massive beer garden they have on the riverbank, nor the fact it's a noted lived music venue. It's a brilliant place.

10 comments:

Gazza said...

Exactly - Peterborough is like something from Stalin's imagination, all concrete and desolation, but the tap and Charters are superb... long may they remain so.

Anonymous said...

Any news about the pub on Kennington Park Road that Oakham bought from Shepherd Neame called The Mansion House..??
tankard

witwoud said...

I went to school near Peterborough. Despite being young and bored we never felt the urge to skive off and head into town, it was that dreary. A floating pub might have changed our minds, though.

Boak said...

Sounds great. I've been umming and urring as to whether to go and you've made up my mind.

Sid Boggle said...

Anonymous - I live around the corner, and it's still a stripped-out shell - no sign of any work, still got the Neame facade and Mansion House sign up. 'Oaka' - think that's supposed to be the name?

No idea why - Kennington doesn't have a decent ale pub, and getting there would be a doddle, with the Northern Line right across the street.

-- Boggle

Mr Johnson said...

I wanted to go somewhere last Saturday and thought that Peterborough seemed a good destination with the Brewery Tap set to be demolished. Imagine my shock when I discovered that a "cheap day return" ticket from Nottingham to Peterborough costs £19! This is for a journey of only an hour.

I gave it a miss and went to Burton upon Trent to the former Bass Museum to see that before Coors shut it down.

Trainspotter Jon said...

£19 quid from Nottingham to Peterborough? That is ridiculous. Stonch and I paid £25 from London to Peterborough - still too much, but considering it was a speedy ride up the East Coast Main Line, bearable.

Andy Holmes said...

Glad you enjoyed the beer on your trip to my part of the country, unfortunately I was in Yorkshire at the time.

Mr Johnson said...

Not only is £19 from Nottingham to Peterborough ridiculous, it's on the truly awful Liverpool to Norwich line, famous for late service, no available seats and overflowing toilets.

Stonch said...

Real ale and an interest in railways really do see to go hand in hand...

Never trust people who think beer subdivides into "lager", "bitter" and "Guinness". Never trust people who say they like chain bars because "they always know what they're getting". Never trust people who list "socialising" as an interest on their CV. Never trust people who can't give a straightforward answer when you ask them where they're from. Never trust people who invite you on skiing trips when you have never expressed any interest in the sport (or indeed their company). Never trust blokes who try and ban the c-word from conversation because their bird doesn't like it (just say it more). Never trust people who "don't like to lose control". Finally and most importantly, never, ever trust people who don't drink beer, unless they have a very good excuse - and for the avoidance of doubt, being an uptight, miserable sod is not a very good excuse.