Breweriana

I’ve decided to open this page up a bit to include several guest beers and their packaging.
I started collecting beer cans in the early seventies and own some very rare examples. I also kept crown caps, beer mats and various celebration ales which remain unopened!
Most of the brands I collected are now extinct which probably makes them more interesting.

Whilst not being a huge ‘Americana’ fan I did enjoy finding odd imports from the USA when the market hadn’t arrived. Names such as Schlitz and Pabst intrigued me and I remember enjoying those trophy beers.

I love the really obscure brands of the time such as Maccabee from Israel and Tsingtao a Chinese brew. Skol ‘continental’ lager had been around since the 1960’s but became the teen choice of tipple in the 70’s. Suddenly, Skol Special Strength was launched raising the alcohol level from 3.5% to 5.00% with the slogan “Steel yourself.” A whole consignment of export strength Skol was cancelled when the Shah of Iran fled his country and strict Islamic rule followed. See, these silly cans carry big history with them.
You were once encouraged to “follow the bear” and drink Hofmeister lager. Tim Rigby’s comment was “mit the urine of a bear ja?”…. yes probably. The Birmingham Brewery Davenports was famous for it’s home delivery service – “ Beer at home means Davenports” and Top Brew Deluxe was a real cracker.
In the 1970’s, all Shipstone’s pubs in the Nottingham area sold Alpine Ayingerbrau lager which was brewed under licence and never tasted very nice apart from bottled ‘Prinz’ lager which I suspect was imported.
Ind Coope’s Long Life represented beer on the move; in your picnic hamper, at the test match or plucked from an outer stored somewhere below deck in your power boat. It wasn’t bad actually.
Then we come to Double Diamond. If you didn’t drink regional brews you chose this from a keg during pub time and off the supermarket shelf for home consumption. It’s hard to recall what it tasted like; it was just sort of ‘there’ and in the good old tradition of all beer – you simply rented it! I never felt it ‘Works wonders’ as the ads claimed nor did I join the ‘Red Revolution’ associated with Watney’s Red Barrel.
Now the strange stuff, 1980, Saturday night, BBC1, big cowboy hats, shoulder pads – yes it’s Dallas. I never watched it but I bought J.R. Ewing beer and kept the can.


Next when is a beer can not a can? Answer, when it’s plastic. The only one I own was produced by the now extinct Home Ales Brewery of Nottingham. There can be nothing worse than drinking terrible beer from plastic.

This brew is the only one I've ever spat out and poured down the sink.

Great label though