Charles Wells’ entry into the golden ale market takes its inspiration from William Blake’s “Jerusalem” which is, to many Brits, our second national anthem. “Bring me my spear of burning gold…“.
Or maybe our third national anthem after ‘God Save The Queen’ and ‘Land of Hope & Glory’.
I digress, the brewery suggests “A precious blend of the finest malts, hops and natural mineral water produces an instantly refreshing beer. Zesty aromas waken the senses, leading to a dry, crisp flavour with more than a hint of citrus on the palate and a smooth lasting finish.”
It pours a rich golden colour with a head that faded before I could get a photo taken.
There’s not much nose to speak of, there’s a hint of Laksa (Vietnamese Coriander) it’s an unusual nuance that I first stumbled across with Old Golden Hen. Beyond that the flavour is pretty bland; there’s a refreshing sparkle of effervescence on the tongue, but that’s about it.
It’s bland and metallic, designed I suspect to be quaffed (chugged), chilled on a piping hot day, rather than savoured.
And that faint spinning sound I hear? That might just be William Blake.