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The Golden Cross, Bromsgrove

Golden Cross-8

I called into Wetherspoon’s Golden Cross in Bromsgrove the other day, not so much because I’m not fussed about motorway services and don’t mind a short detour from the motorway to find a more sensible part of our sceptred isle.

No, I called in because I thought there might be chance of bumping into Life After Football aka Britainbeermat. After all it’s his part of the world isn’t it?

Maybe it’s not, because the first thing you see when you Google it is … Bromsgrove is a town in Worcestershire, England about 16 miles north-east of Worcester and 13 miles south-west of Birmingham city centre. So maybe it just doesn’t want to be part of Birmingham?

Anyway, hard as I looked across the 10am throng in the Golden Cross Life After Football was no where to be seen. There were no mobility scooters outside neither. Not here, they drive them straight inside and park up alongside their tables. Once inside, it’s a deceptively large space, which goes right through to a pleasant outdoor drinking cum smoking area and a back door which is nicer than the front aspect.

I’ll start with the breakfast, because that’s what I went for. Large and of top quality, served in possibly record breaking time? This was surprising as the pub was at least half full and the majority of people were having some sort of food. A lot were having alcohol with their food. Not many were drinking cask ale though, even though the pub is in the 2018 Good Beer Guide. Not even when the customers can contribute to choosing what they have on, by selecting their choices from a list of monthly potentials.

In terms of beer there were the usual bank of mainstream cask products and the second one with the more interesting ales included; Enville Ale, Woods Born n Bred, Purity UBU, Unity Sebright, one turned round and Bombardier, which doesn’t qualify for the interesting bank of hand pulls in my mind.

The pub itself is quite pleasant and has a bit of a glitzy, upmarket 1930’s feel to it. A bit of research tells me the pub was rebuilt in 1932 from an existing hotel. The stained glass roof lights are typical. Whether they are original or not is a different question. The carpet was quite tame, but in keeping with the upmarket period feel.

The outstanding feature was the easy going atmosphere, it really felt quite good, all sorts of people, all types just having a drink and a bit of snap. Pensioners, blokes starting off on a day out, professional drinkers and well, you name it really.

I always reckon the ethos of a place starts with those who work there, and it starts from the top. The chap who served us was brilliant and despite it being busy managed to provide attentive service to every table. Our table was cleared just long enough after we had finished eating.

Actually engaging with us while he did this just put this branch of ‘spoons into a different league. After asking if we had anything planned for the Bank Holiday he stood with four plates in his arms, chatting with us for a good few minutes. Spot on and top marks bloke. I wish everywhere was like this.

As I walked through the town, back to the car, a baby Bentley swished past me, I stared hard into the tinted windows, but I couldn’t see a great deal. Maybe, just maybe? I think it might have actually been him, scouring the midlands for his next pint of Wolverhampton and Dudley filth?

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  1. Few recognise it, but Spoons staff are actually really cheerful and engaging, at least in my experience. Complainers are really begrudging the fact the pub isn’t empty and therefore they won’t get served immediately.

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  2. I don’t know why but there are quite a few places, like Solihull, that “just doesn’t want to be part of Birmingham”.
    Mobility scooters where “they drive them straight inside and park up alongside their tables” are also in Tim’s Wolverhampton venue but there they’re still at 8mph as they approach one of the more distant tables and I was nearly mown down by one a couple of years ago.
    A breakfast “served in possibly record breaking time” is because all or most of it is cooked at the start of the shift and that’s why when my plate is cleared and I’m asked if everything was alright more often than not I have to report which items were cold, and that’s why I choose a Stonegate pub for my breakfast if I can.
    “A lot were having alcohol with their food” is what I would expect in a 1930s pub.
    If by “him” you mean Tim I doubt it as, if his clothes are anything to go by, his choice of car would probably be more modest than a baby Bentley, and when I’ve seen him he was WALKING from one of his venues to the railway station.
    As for Tim’s staff being “cheerful and engaging” or not isn’t there said to be a difference between the South and the Midlands and North in this respect ?

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    • I meant Life After Football: I nearly got run over the other day I’m Morrisons by a guy in a ‘VW Beetle’ sized mobility scooter: Wherever you go simple courtesy goes a long way, I see no geographical distinction, but as you know, wherever I go I will talk to anyone, whoever they are, whatever they are.

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