Formerly the British Legion-affliated Rutland Sports & Social Club, Castle Rock Brewery have spent a shedload of money on turning it into a pub in this affluent suburb.
I expect it will do well.
I didn't like it.
Outside it's painted a garish poppy red. It looks awful. There is nowhere to lock bicycles. On my visit I counted seven other bikes that were either locked to the fire escape or the wire fence belonging to the tennis courts next door.
Most of the interior has been knocked out into one expansive room with a wooden floor. The wooden floor combined with the high ceiling creates a heck of a lot of echo, and it was very difficult to hold a conversation in there without shouting. Its stark, it's hideous.
There were about 12 handpulled ales on, mostly Castle Rock. The guests were of the uninspired Bateman's and Thwaites variety.
One pint of Harvest Pale was all I could stand in this unbearable hell-hole. There was only one thing for it, we had to get to the best pub in Notts, The Victoria Hotel in Beeston.
Cycling through the wind along the River Trent, we paused briefly to check out the Trent Navigation. Another pub that had a load of money spent on refurbishment. It now appears to be closed.
The Vic at Beeston has long been one of my favourite pubs. It's my pub of choice for great inexpensive food.
Some of the cask beers on today were Dancing Duck 22, Phoenix Mayfly, Blue Monkey Original, and Derby Brew Co. Penny Porter.
I needed a big herbal whack from draught Jever Pilsner.
Then a few samples on a Taster Tray before finishing with a pint of the peachy-flavoured Mayfly.
The Victoria Hotel is conveniently close to Beeston Railway Station, so you can time your drinking to within about five minutes of your train arriving.
The Poppy & Pint Vs The Vic. Vic wins.