At last, you cry, a pub I’ve heard of. And surely a shoe-in for any Top 100 at very least. I wasn’t sure the Fat Cat was a shoe-in, so on my night in Norwich I did the necessary research. You know where Norwich is, I’ll spare you the map. You probably know where the… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – THE FAT CAT, NORWICH
Month: November 2017
THE DUNCAN !!!
Not a shallow attempt to get a view from the Paisley Pub Prince, but a report on a cheap pint of keg in one of my long-term bucket list pubs*. Obviously you’ll want to know the important details of tonight’s trip to Leeds, like what Simon was wearing under his BRAPA mac, and how… Continue reading THE DUNCAN !!!
ENTERING THE GREAT SPOONS STEAK DEBATE
I’m so excited to be meeting pubs legends Richard and Simon today it’s another short post, I’m afraid. I could almost have fitted in within the new Twitter limit. Two posts on Wath in a day, too. This is the impressive looking Spoons. Despite seemingly having lost my remaining 50p vouchers, I reckoned the Church… Continue reading ENTERING THE GREAT SPOONS STEAK DEBATE
THE HOPS OF WATH
Reports from Tunbridge Wells, Stourbridge and Bethnal Green can wait. Have some instant blogging from the Dearne Valley. An area famous for a Tory leader who set an example to us in keeping pubs going, coalmines and the Mexborough Concertina Club, it’s actually rather more agricultural and rural than expected on the approach from Donny.… Continue reading THE HOPS OF WATH
SAVING ST. OLAVES
Lowestoft has been getting a bit of a hammering today. Richard Coldwell made some excellent points about opening hours at the famous Stanford Arms. Then Electric Pics (possibly an anagram of “Maidenhead“) commented; ” ‘Do not stop in Lowestoft’ – Sound advice”. Not the attitude we want on this blog, EP. My parents went… Continue reading SAVING ST. OLAVES
KESSINGLAND – AN ANTIDOTE FOR SOUTHWOLD
I’m enjoying Richard Coldwell’s series of posts on posh Suffolk at the moment, if only as a guide on how to avoid out-of-town Londoners. Richard has recently been braving Southwold , a place where pashminas are required dresswear to enter the pubs and sourdough shoppes, and where Yorkshiremen are heard to groan “‘Ow much !!!”.… Continue reading KESSINGLAND – AN ANTIDOTE FOR SOUTHWOLD
EXOTICA & BASS CLOCKS ON THE A140
My very last tick in Suffolk Beer Guide 2018 won’t live long in the memory, but I need to rub it in with BRAPA while I can. Ten counties pinked so far, Simon (probably miles behind Pubmeister, mind). And another place I’ve never heard of, despite driving past Stoke Ash on the A140 many times… Continue reading EXOTICA & BASS CLOCKS ON THE A140
HARDINGSTONE – SMELLS LIKE NENE CABBAGE
This blogging lark is easy, titles apart. Whinge about opening hours, eulogise the food-free boozer, judge micro pubs on the presence of a mobility scooter, avoid Sunday lunch pubs. We failed with the last one in Hardingstone, perhaps the ultimate dormitory village for Northampton. You could walk into the county town in half an hour,… Continue reading HARDINGSTONE – SMELLS LIKE NENE CABBAGE
THE THREE HORSESHOES, ECTON – SURVIVING ON BEER, BANTER AND BAPS
On to Ecton. No, we’d never heard of it either. Excitingly placed between Wellingborough and Northampton, it’s a tiny village somehow managing two pubs, one of them a “contemporary restaurant“. There’s villages three times the size locally that can’t manage one. Ecton is very quiet on Sunday lunchtime, I presume everyone is at Billing Aquadrome, doing… Continue reading THE THREE HORSESHOES, ECTON – SURVIVING ON BEER, BANTER AND BAPS
A RAINBOW FOR ROCHDALE
Back to The North, and real hills. And proper place names like Trub and Slattocks and Tandle Hill. What an exciting slice of the Ordnance Survey map this chunk of Rochdale is. Home to famous pubs up potholed lanes, esteemed beer bloggers, golf clubs, canals, the tiny A627(M), and a garden centre with a contender… Continue reading A RAINBOW FOR ROCHDALE
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