Wednesday 11 November 2015

Over The Edge


On my way to my junior school I would pass a pub (don't do that now) where a black glass plaque on the wall by the door had gilt letters on it that said Mitchells & Butlers. And an evocatively coloured painting of a stag leaping over a chasm. I stood there and wondered. Did the stag make it? Or was it just a crucial couple of feet short? Somehow I found it a slightly disturbing image, one that I put into a mental box that included the chimney sweep's brush popping-up out of a pot and shaking itself free of soot against a very early morning sky.

Yet another rummage produced this label a few days ago. Mitchells & Butlers appear now to be a pub business that manages places like All Bar One, but back in the day they were a frequent presence in Leicester and its environs. Indeed in the late sixties and seventies we were continually regaled with the fact that M&B's Brew XI was brewed for the Men of The Midlands. I never drank it, mainly because, like Watney's Red, it was said to be of such low strength it could legally be sold to children. (I wait to be disabused of this notion.) My researchs tell me that a park called Deer's Leap two and a half miles from Birmingham city centre gave its name in support of the brewery not far away.

I find this puzzling. Even a hundred years ago I can't imagine a deer leaping anywhere near the centre of Brum, and I'd always thought that it was part of some Exmoor legend concerning a stag leaping over a ravine during a pursuit by hounds. I have heard of stags escaping into the sea along the rugged coastline here, so it makes it all the more difficult to imagine the scene depicted on this fabulous label being in Birmingham. Or perhaps it's all just fancy anyway.

Perhaps we could argue about it in Quinn's bookshop in Market Harborough this Friday night over a glass of wine as we toast the arrival of English Allsorts (6-8pm)

6 comments:

Philip Wilkinson said...

A random thought: there is a poem by Wordsworth called "Hart-Leap Well". I don't recall it clearly but it is probably anti-hunting.

As far as the M&B stag goes, he looks to me as if he's going to have a struggle to make it, with much scrabbling of feet. The image looks like those old paintings of horses galloping with both front and back legs impossibly outstretched. Photographs by Eadweard Muybridge (real name Edward Muggeridge I think) showed that horses don't run like that. But do deer jump like that? He'd have done high-speed photographs of a deer leaping if he could, but probably couldn't have set it up.

Peter Ashley said...

Perhaps it's a leap of the imagination....

Stephen Barker said...

See you Friday, I am in the market for a couple of books.

Stephen Barker said...

See you Friday, I am in the market for a couple of books.

Peter Ashley said...

So good you did it twice Stephen. Does that mean you're down for four?

Stephen Barker said...

Unfortunately no. My computer has been playing up recently. See you on Friday.