The nature of this blog is you get the warts and all of England, with and without pubs. I’m not saying Fareham is a wart on the Behind Of Hampshire, though of course I just have. It is to that county what Hemel is to Herts, what Bracknell is to Berks. Unexpectedly expensive, leaving residents… Continue reading FAREHAM IN 40
SOUTHSEA DOES THE CONTINENTAL
The one certainty about Portsmouth is that you’ll never run out of blog material. My one main criticism of the Government response to Covid was the lack of concern for pub bloggers, condemned to 4 months of writing about ’60s football programmes. But I have a mountain of new material now. The residential streets in… Continue reading SOUTHSEA DOES THE CONTINENTAL
EASTNEY OF EDEN
Portsmouth never disappoints. Unless it’s their fans disappointed by their yo-yo team again in the play-offs. Few towns, bar Burnley and Wimbledon, are as defined by their football club as Pompey. If we last till 2050 historians will stare at the final League 1 (Div 3) tables for weeks, wondering “WTF ?” For GBG… Continue reading EASTNEY OF EDEN
THE BEST LAID PLANS
I’m surprised to get the chance to re-enter the magical world of GBG2020, and with a delayed publication date of 29 October for the 2021 edition I could in theory make some progress with colouring in the Guide. But I can’t go inside pubs in Scotland and Wales yet, and I’m not convinced they want… Continue reading THE BEST LAID PLANS
A FIVERS WORTH OF COUGH CANDY IN BROCKHURST
Short posts as I’m on the move, and my battery is dropping fast. On my drive into Gosport this morning I saw some stunning pub porn I knew you’d want to see. .. That one is open. The Royal Oak and whatever the Premier was are long dead. #pubmuderers Since I’d stopped, I found the… Continue reading A FIVERS WORTH OF COUGH CANDY IN BROCKHURST
A GOLDEN WEEK FOR CASK ?
Four days into #ReturnOfPubs and I’ve only left Cambridgeshire once. What’s going on ? Well, it takes Grade II* military planning to determine whether pubs are open, if they need pre-booking (a no-no for me) and whether they will be playing 1980s M.O.R. soundtracks or not. I also want a free campervan spot a mile… Continue reading A GOLDEN WEEK FOR CASK ?
MILTON – ALL GOOD AT ELGOOD’S
My nearest GBG targets, if they’re even open, are some 3 hours away now. So I’ve been celebrating the return of pubs more locally, enjoying some unexpectedly great beer. Apart from my own Waterbeach local, the nearest pubs to home are in Milton a mile down the A10. It’s a dull mile, though you can… Continue reading MILTON – ALL GOOD AT ELGOOD’S
“WITCHAM ? WHY NOT ?”
You left us in Coveney, beer desert of the Fens. Mrs RM is walking a million steps for charity. “In a week ?” I said. In 3 months, apparently. She’d managed 11,288 (244 calories) in the Fens, so deserved a pint (288 calories). “Witcham ? Why not ?” is my pitch for Tourist Ambassador… Continue reading “WITCHAM ? WHY NOT ?”
ALL ROADS LED TO COVENEY
Don’t ever say you don’t get variety here. The day after pubs returned, the retiredmartin family did Coveney. I have no idea why I picked Coveney, a village of 424 sprawling between Ely and the Wash. Oh, yes I do. Dortmund Annie mentioned she’d been riding diggers out there. Anywhere you go in the Fens,… Continue reading ALL ROADS LED TO COVENEY
