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The Kent Breweries bar |
Following on from last weekend’s
SIBA South East Beer Festival, this weekend saw the
Kent Beer Festival taking place at
Merton Farm,
just outside
Canterbury.
The Kent
Beer Festival is the second oldest CAMRA festival in the country, and this year
the event celebrated its
40th anniversary.
The first festival took place back in 1975, and was held in Canterbury’s
Dane John
Gardens. It continued to be held on
this site until 1984, when it moved to the Kent County Cricket Ground for a two
year spell. In 1986 it moved again to Gravesend’s
Woodville Halls; the only time it has been held outside of Canterbury.
The venue didn’t prove to be a success, and the following year it moved again
to its current site at Merton Farm, just outside Canterbury.
All 40 festivals have been organised by Gill Keay, formerly
Knight; but this will be her last event in charge, as she is standing down for
a well earned and well-deserved rest. There can be few, if any, other people,
who have served such a long unbroken stint as Gill, and she describes in this
year’s souvenir programme, how 40 years ago she had to drive round to various
parts of the country in a van, to collect the beers herself, as there were no
beer agencies, in those days. Gill also mentions that in 1975, there were just
two breweries in Kent: Shepherd Neame and Whitbread-Fremlins; both of
Faversham. Forty years on and there are now nearly 30 in the county; how things
have changed!
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Serving the thirsty punters |
Four of us from the
Tonbridge area travelled down to Canterbury,
by train, on Friday to see what was on offer. It was one of the hottest days of
the year, so far, and after overnight thunderstorms and heavy rain, it was
particularly humid out. I always enjoy the train ride to Canterbury,
especially the section of line north from Ashford, along the
Stour
Valley. As the train approaches
Wye, the first station from Ashford, I can just glimpse the solid square tower
of the Norman-built,
Brook Church, across the fields in the distance. I spent
my teenage years living in Brook, and my friends and I would often cycle to Wye,
in order to catch the train for a day out in Canterbury.
Canterbury is an
obvious popular tourist destination, and the centre is invariably
crowded with throngs of visitors from both home and abroad. In previous years
we have walked up from the rail station to the city’s bus station, in order to
catch the free shuttle bus which runs back and forth to Merton Farm. This year
though we decided to take a taxi, and split four ways between us, it only
worked out at a couple of quid each. It not only saved a walk through the sweltering
heat, but it meant we arrived bang on opening time.
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The festival filling up |
A couple of friends who had arrived even earlier had
saved us some seats at a table, so after purchasing our glasses and beer tokens
it was time to head for the bars. As might be expected, there was a strong
emphasis on Kentish beers, with brews from all the Kent
breweries currently in operation showcased on the Kent Breweries Bar. There was
also a 40 Favourite Festival Beers Bar, with the top 40 beers, from previous
festivals, as voted for by customers at these events. Of more interest though
to those of us who wanted to try something new, there was a further bar
dedicated to Other Breweries, from across the UK.
My favourites amongst this section included Cheddar Ales-Gorge Best, Wylam-Gold
Tankard, Great Oakley Wot’s Occurring and Black Hole Bitter from the Burton-on-Trent brewery of
the same name.
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In keeping with the farmyard setting |
For those who have never been to Merton Farm, the festival
takes place in a massive cow-shed. This year, given the warm weather, there was
a definite “farmyard” smell about the place, but my main gripe was it was stiflingly hot inside. I countered this by nipping outside from time to time,
as despite the searing heat from the sun, there was at least a cooling breeze
blowing.
A tasty and filling Goan chicken curry helped soak up some
of the beer for me, but there was also the option of fish and chips, pork pies,
Bratwursts or Scotch Eggs to assuage people’s hunger. We saw Gill wandering
around the shed, checking on things in this, her final time as Festival
Organiser. The festival will continue in its current form, and at the same site,
next year, and hopefully will carry on for many more years to come.
The Friday lunchtime session finishes at 4pm, and the festival then re-opens at 6pm. The evening
session is traditionally
“ticket only” and, as in previous years, all tickets
had been sold out weeks in advance. We therefore caught the first shuttle bus
back into Canterbury. On the bus we
met up with some
CAMRA colleagues from neighbouring
Bromley Branch. They were keen to
try some
Canterbury Brewers’ beers on their home patch, but we knew from
previous experience that the
Foundry Brew-Pub, where the beers are produced,
would be packed. Instead we headed for the company’s other pub, the
City Arms,
close to the cathedral. There those who had missed it at the festival were able
to try the
Kent
75 beer, specially brewed to celebrate the event’s 40
th anniversary.
Although only 3.6% in strength, it certainly packed in a lot of flavour, and
appropriately was hopped using only local
East Kent Goldings and
Challenger
hops.
Our Bromley colleagues departed soon after; heading off to
Canterbury East station for a train back to Bromley. Our trains, on the other
hand, depart from the city’s West station, at the other end of Canterbury,
so as we made our way slowly back towards it, we decided to take in a couple of
extra pubs on the way.
The Old Buttermarket is just a few minutes walk from the
City Arms. It fronts on to a small pedestrianised square, right opposite the
cathedral gate, and the tables and chairs set outside the pub looked very
inviting. My friends though managed to find something even more welcoming given
the fierce heat outside, namely a large air-conditioning unit, in the back room,
blowing out some lovely cool air. We sat at a high table, just below it, after
first grabbing ourselves a few beers.
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The Old Buttermarket, Canterbury |
The
Old Buttermarket is a
Nicholson’s pub which means it serves a diverse
and changing range of interesting beers. For this reason, the pub is quite well-known
to us, as we have stopped there on several previous visits to Canterbury.
I went for a couple of halves; the first being
Hadley’s Blonde from
Great Yorkshire Brewery; a 4.0%
refreshing blonde ale, brewed in conjunction
with, and named after,
Tony Hadley, former singer with
Spandau Ballet. The
other beer was
Xingu Gold, from
Everards; a golden ale, originating from
Brazil,
specially brewed for the
World Cup.
(Not always a good idea, given our national team’s inevitable early exit from
the tournament!). Despite the inclusion of
Nelson Sauvin and
Cascade hops in the
brew, this beer failed to deliver for me; certainly in comparison to the
Hadley’s Blonde. Still, you can’t win them all, and after an afternoon’s steady
sampling I can’t say my palate was at its best!
Our final port of call, before the train home was the
Unicorn; an unspoilt,
traditional city-centre pub just across the tracks from the station. I was
pretty much
“beered-out” by this time, but the half of
Whitstable Brewery’s
Citra did at least refresh my palate.
On the short walk back to the station we shared a couple of bags of chips
between us, and watched the skies steadily darken, and the wind getting up, as a
thunderstorm approached. Fortunately we were on the train by the time it hit
the city, and when we arrived back in Tonbridge it had more or less
petered out. Another good day out, and hopefully we will be repeating the
process in a year’s time.