August 2026. Coventry. Life After Football is that essential component you need on a pub crawl, the bloke who will veer you away from the GBG craft micro (ugh) in favour of the desi boozer, keg bar with pick-pockets, or Shisha bar with Jamaica tonic wine. I guess those are the sort of places that… Continue reading HIDDEN IN PLAIN SIGHT – THE FAIRFAX CLUB, COVENTRY
THE OLD WINDMILL, COVENTRY. STILL THE PRIDE OF SPON STREET ?
August 2026. Coventry. See how many times I nick Nick’s map of the Official Proper Day Out in Cov. I didn’t really need to think about a half dozen Coventry pubs* for our half dozen Pub Men. Town Wall Tavern (temporarily closed), Gatehouse Tavern, Broomfield Tavern, Nursery Tavern (there’s a theme here), Old Windmill and… Continue reading THE OLD WINDMILL, COVENTRY. STILL THE PRIDE OF SPON STREET ?
STEAK AND STOUT OVER CHIPS. THE GATEHOUSE, COVENTRY
August 2026. Coventry. Right, let’s steal Oxford Nick’s map; I did ask him if I could nick it from his excellent Prop Up The Bar blog (better photos than me) 5 minutes ago, which is plenty of notice. Last Wednesday was another Proper Day Out when the rest of the group out-pubbed me, using more… Continue reading STEAK AND STOUT OVER CHIPS. THE GATEHOUSE, COVENTRY
COVENTRY – BACK IN THE PREMIER LEAGUE (OF PUB CRAWLS)
August 2026. Coventry. A decent break from pubs between Frome and my next Big Trip Out, which I used dreaming up alternative blog titles to “Sent to Coventry“. I’ve been struggling with the relentless driving of the last few years (never mind the 30,000 a year of the previous 20), so it’s back to Platform… Continue reading COVENTRY – BACK IN THE PREMIER LEAGUE (OF PUB CRAWLS)
SPOONS OR NOTHING, THEN
August 2026. Bristol. A day in Bath, a day in Frome, two (2) identical Chinese takeaways from Twerton’s wonderful Bamboo Garden, which proves I know how to live. After the Zig Zag beer in Frome, the Zig Zag rail journey home, as a fallen tree (posh version of cows on the line) near Bristol Parkway… Continue reading SPOONS OR NOTHING, THEN
“Grab a beanbag”. UNCOVENTIONAL PUB SEATING AT FROME’S SHIP
August 2026. Frome. Finally, Frome finshed. The mile back to the station from the Royal Oak has the odd closed pub, but overall there’s a healthy mix of pubs left, and our last one firmly in the “smart family pub” camp. A rambling place, with perhaps the highest age range of the day (excluding our… Continue reading “Grab a beanbag”. UNCOVENTIONAL PUB SEATING AT FROME’S SHIP
PUB TICKING IS A PROPER JOB. THE ROYAL OAK, FROME
August 2026. Frome. A long, long, day in Frome moves towards its conclusion with an actual NEW Beer Guide pub west of town, away from the cutting-edge art and scary shops, and neatly kept courtyards. The Royal Oak is your roadside pub on the way to (checks map) to Vobster and Mells, the pub with… Continue reading PUB TICKING IS A PROPER JOB. THE ROYAL OAK, FROME
BECKS. THE GRIFFIN, FROME
August 2026. Frome. Yes, I’m really milking the Frome Folly Jolly for content, and appropriately Pub 7 talkes us to Milk Street, former home of Milk Street (now Frome) Brewery. The Griffin is the perennial GBG entry, the quirky local embodying alternative Frome with its legendary live music. I’m guessing it gets busy later, as… Continue reading BECKS. THE GRIFFIN, FROME
I AM A CIDER DRINKER. THE LAMB AND FOUNTAIN, FROME
August 2026. Frome. Pub 6, or 7 (seven) for those on our Frome Roam who had popped off to Palmers Bottle Shop after Just Ales. I can tell you nothing about Palmers, which means it is guaranteed to make the next GBG. The pace was relentless, and some of our group went MIA, or possibly… Continue reading I AM A CIDER DRINKER. THE LAMB AND FOUNTAIN, FROME
UP THE HILL AND DOWN THE ALE
August 2026. Frome. Pub 5 on the Frome Frolic, and having retrieved Kentish Paul from the chaos of the rail system it was time to do a rapid tour of the town, and head for the GBG micro up the hill. Oddly, we lost Stafford Paul at this stage, opting for a well earned breather… Continue reading UP THE HILL AND DOWN THE ALE
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