Gone but not Forgotten


They used to brew beer here,
The brewery gates never seemed to shut.
All day the best grain and hops went in
And beer that made the mouth water came out.
I remember glorious clouds, with a hoppy scent
Settling gently on my estate.
“It’s brewing day,” my dad would always say,
As my senses tingled on the way to the bus stop.

Sadly the tuns and coppers are now empty
The once busy floors are now quiet,
Except for the mice and cats.
All has been left to rot and rust,
Because they used to brew beer here.
But now the gates are never open,
They still make it elsewhere under licence
I don’t think it tastes the same.

 

Dedicated to Highgate Brewery.

3 thoughts on “Gone but not Forgotten

  1. Aww the story of so many lost ‘industries’ – thinking back to sights, sounds and smells of my childhood – adore this line – ‘ I remember glorious clouds, with a hoppy scent’ – Jan

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