HIGH ART isn't done quicklyJust visited Pumpkin NEWCASTLE, review coming later today![]()
Are you already on the toilet?Just visited Pumpkin NEWCASTLE, review coming later today![]()
Tarot suggests it’s pouring out and filling all ten of them cupsAre you already on the toilet?![]()
Hard not to think that the rest of the bill might not have been made up of the three cans of Carling for seven pounds offer. Young Mr COB has clearly pushed those just out of shot.
Well you’ll never have to go to East Croydon so that’s a plusHow much suffering must I endure.
Was there nothing tempting in the adjacent vending machine? Perhaps a packet ofOh I don't think it's permanently closed, it just was when I got back to the station at 10pm (annoyingly, as I could have done with a £5 can of warm Strongbow for the journey)
I have it on good authority that another forum member has been to this branch recently, possibly while on the way to meet someone they got chatting to on CB radio. Any chance of an UPDATE REVIEW?On the ground reportage from CARLISLE.
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Shop was clean and in good order, though the seating area was closed. One girl on the counter who was very chatty and nice, though she unfortunately couldn't sell me the toastie I'd originally chosen as the machine was being cleaned (good sign re: commitment to cleanliness though plus I got crisps instead). Standard signage behind counter, no sign of the Winter Warmers yet though it might still be too early in the year for them. My hot chocolate was made very promptly and served with a smile, though in a plain white cup without the familiar Pumpkin branding. Would recommend!
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You'd have been as well bringing your tired bacon sandwich from home!View attachment 19405
So had my first Pumpkin Experience, just before they seem to be about to go extinct.
Pumpkin Carlisle:
Dead. Deceased. Nary a soul in either the shop part nor the seating area. Despite this, my hot chocolate (from a MACHINE) took ages, making my 20 minutes before my next train suddenly a HIGH OCTANE RACE AGAINST THE CLOCK.
Every ingredient and tool, despite it being a machine, needed to be collected leisurely from the back. The woman was friendly enough, but clearly didn't understand that trains run to schedules and that a busy thoroughfare like Carlisle requires quick and agile service. She also tried to pawn off a very tired looking bacon sandwich sitting under a cloche on the counter. I refused, naturally.
The hot chocolate itself is watery and unappetising. I imagine AR MARTHA'S bathwater has a similar taste.
Will not be returning.
possibly while on the way to meet someone they got chatting to on CB radio