“I bet you don’t get asked that every day ?” I said to the nice landlady. “No, apart from that rapper bloke“. “You mean BRAPA“, I corrected her. “Oh, with those red shoes I thought he was a rapper“. I might have imagined that conversation to be honest. As Simon noted, the Wynnstay at Llansilin is… Continue reading CAN I TAKE A PHOTO OF YOUR PROSECCO BATMAN ?
Month: August 2016
DOES THIS TRAIN STOP ON MERSEYSIDE ?
Well, that depends what you make of Merseyside as a concept. I’m sure Pub Curmudgeon will have some views on that. And Ken Dodd. I stayed in Wallasey, which is worthy of note in it’s own right, and took the train in to Moorfields. Some of my favourite ‘Pool pubs are in the commercial district,… Continue reading DOES THIS TRAIN STOP ON MERSEYSIDE ?
LAST 5 STANDING -ROSCOE HEAD, LIVERPOOL
It might be complacency but I never seriously thought the Roscoe Head was at risk, but if the Lion can close then nothing is sacred. I’d visited the other four ever-presents in the Beer Guide, in London (two of them), Cambidgeshire and Purbeck, and found them all in rude health, fully justifying a Beer Guide… Continue reading LAST 5 STANDING -ROSCOE HEAD, LIVERPOOL
BASKET MEALS IN CRIGGION
The M54/A5/A458 is my friend at the moment. Four trips into Montgomeryshire this Summer as I make inroads into Wales and it’s holding up well, despite the best efforts of V Festival and escapee sheep. A quick detour to finish off southern Shropshire (sorry, Salop) provided a good comparison with Wales. The Red Lion in Longden… Continue reading BASKET MEALS IN CRIGGION
FRODSHAM
Frodsham was a good place to finish Cheshire’s Beer Guide entries this year, a typically attractive market town with an excellent tuna cob from the Devonshire bakery. Lots of smart people in a town looking like a Beaconsfield with half-timbered buildings. More listed buildings than you could ever wish for too, though lacking the petro-chemical illumination beauty… Continue reading FRODSHAM
THE ROYAL OAK, TETBURY
Regular readers will be aware I haven’t got a clue what I’m doing technology wise, and this blog is largely indebted to Pub Curmudgeon and my 15 year old son Matthew for the advice and support necessary to maintain it in any sort of shape. Mrs RM has quite addled my brain with DropBox/Google Photos/One… Continue reading THE ROYAL OAK, TETBURY
CIRENCESTER – NICE PUBS …
It’s FA Cup Preliminary Round Weekend, when the big boys come in, and Prescot Cables v Trafford looking the tie of a storm-assisted round. I’ll be there if my car passes it’s MOT*. Prescot is a long way in every sense from the western Cotswolds and Cirencester and where I finished my latest excursion. Despite… Continue reading CIRENCESTER – NICE PUBS …
BEDMINSTER COMES TO STROUD
Stroud is an OK town surrounded by superlative countryside. Most folk will know “Cider with Rosie” land to the north, but I’ve always preferred the more industrialised (i.e.the tractors there still work) area to the south. The Forest Green Rovers FC ground is one of my favourites, veggie burgers notwithstanding. Minchinhampton and Rodborough Common are easy… Continue reading BEDMINSTER COMES TO STROUD
THE WORCESTERSHIRE WAY
Bewdley is more than basic ex-Banks pubs; it’s like a Georgian Barmouth by the Severn. On 2016’s summer day, the riverside was packed with day-tripping Black Country folk enjoying chips and beer by the river. On the walk to the Rising Sun an old couple stopped us on a junction to enquire about a good… Continue reading THE WORCESTERSHIRE WAY
BANKS’S MILD IN BEWDLEY
Exam results are out today, with my son’s Maths and Sciences results (well done James) reminding me of my own prowess. Physics CSE Grade 4 means I should know there’s water in beer, even if I don’t know whether the notation is h2o or co2. As should be obvious by now, my lack of analytical… Continue reading BANKS’S MILD IN BEWDLEY
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