When I started this blogging lark I never dreamed it would lead me to meet such legends as Mr Protz, Tom Irvin, or Citra, a bloke who casually drops his heart attack into his latest pub review. But the biggest prize of all is the privilege of driving BRAPA and his green pen around rural… Continue reading THE BRAPA HUNT(S) VOL 1 – THE BROMSWOLD
Month: October 2018
THE GBG PILGRIM’S PROGRESS TO PAVENHAM
“Oh deep joy, another Bedfordshire pub” said no-one ever. But this was my last one (see lovely pinked page 36 above) from a meagre four newbies, none of which will have BRAPA wishing he’d returned to Beds this year. But Pavenham has it’s merits. A few miles north of the county town, in the… Continue reading THE GBG PILGRIM’S PROGRESS TO PAVENHAM
HEY HO, LET’S GO. TO HEYFORD
Another “Last GBG Pub In The County” for you, and more evidence that Northamptonshire is an underrated pubby gem (don’t argue, I’ll fight ya). Even more so than, say, Dorset or Gwent, Northants throws up villages seemingly untouched by progress, reflected in the pubs. Last year we had the magical Three Horseshoes in Ecton,… Continue reading HEY HO, LET’S GO. TO HEYFORD
BOO ! BACK TO BUCKS WITH A BASS BANG
The pub blogging world is all a quiver tonight, as we ponder the eternal question; How do you top a blog title like this ?- “Portland Bills, Thrills & Jelly Snakes” Yes, BRAPA’s team of interns has finally paid off. I’m going to be going through my own collection of Madchester* vinyl tonight for inspiration,… Continue reading BOO ! BACK TO BUCKS WITH A BASS BANG
“YOU’RE STOPPING THE OLD BOY GETTING TO THE BAR”
Yes, still on Bucks, still banging on about barflies. This one has a cruel twist. BRAPA finished Bucks last year, and has decided he’s not going back till he’s finished the Scottish Islands and Devon, sometime in 2041. That means he’ll miss the joy of Fever-Tree Gastropubs like the Lowndes Arms, which looks like… Continue reading “YOU’RE STOPPING THE OLD BOY GETTING TO THE BAR”
ALE A1 IN AILING AYLESBURY
Actually, it was in Stone, Bucks. But I don’t want to confuse and over-excite Staffordshire Paul before his morning pint. Bucks, as Si and I have said at least 37 times, is a dull county in every sense (awaits backlash from Wycombe reader). And the Rose & Crown looks like every other village pub within… Continue reading ALE A1 IN AILING AYLESBURY
OOH TO BE AH, GBG TICKER
Due to public demand I’m using the extra hour to bring you a bonus post from the home of ’80s musical giants Kajagoogoo. They lost their googoo for a while in the mid-80s. Don’t we all. There’s a tribute to the boys in Leighton Buzzard town centre, but really it’s the stunning pub stock that… Continue reading OOH TO BE AH, GBG TICKER
CORNER HOUSE GIVES WINDSOR’S YANKS WHAT THEY WANT
As I often say, one of the objectives of this site is to guide our foreign tourists to places they wouldn’t normally dream of visiting. Like Stockport. Or Windsor. A second-rate Slough I hear you cry. And indeed, the UK’s top place to work is a hard act for Windsor to compete with. But Windsor… Continue reading CORNER HOUSE GIVES WINDSOR’S YANKS WHAT THEY WANT
A ROYAL WELCOME AT READING UNIVERSITY
A real triumph next, as I beat both Pubmeister (who was actually conceived at Elm Park) and BRAPA (who saw Hull Tigercity win a corner at Madejksi recently) to this one. GBG pubs in universities aren’t that rare; I can recall Lancaster, Liverpool. Warwick and Keele over the years. My own University, the Conservatoire of… Continue reading A ROYAL WELCOME AT READING UNIVERSITY
BIG STINK MUSIC NIGHT IN BRISTOL
A last pub in Bristol for Monday night, leaving an irritating loner a couple of miles to the north-east to do (Duncan will have been there before breakfast). The Crofters Rights (YOU argue about apostrophes) is an entertaining walk to Stokes Croft, the east Berlin of the West Country. It’s good to see the Hillgrove… Continue reading BIG STINK MUSIC NIGHT IN BRISTOL
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