Back at Taylor Towers we let BRAPA score our tea-making and showed him the plaque commemorating his previous visit. Being a nice chap he’d bought me a present that I unwrapped immediately, being anti-Christmas. Wow. Bass ashtray and beer mat. Stolen from Bridlington, no doubt. Mrs RM told work to “Do one” for the afternoon… Continue reading A BLUE CHRISTMAS (WITH GREEN MARKER) ON MILL ROAD
Month: December 2018
FAKE CIDER HAND PUMPS TO KEEP THE DOOR CLOSED
Driving BRAPA around is a bit like rubbernecking, waiting for the pints to kick in around the 3rd or 4th pub. Of course, you’d never see me in a state like that. But he’s always so polite and cheery, at least until the micro pub decides to take the month off and not tell anyone.… Continue reading FAKE CIDER HAND PUMPS TO KEEP THE DOOR CLOSED
WE WISH YOU A BRAPA CHRISTMAS
Only two days to the 25th, when I was really hoping to have caught up on the blog so I could start my extended highlights package, which this year will include a special award for the best pashmina (or male scarf, I’m no sexist). First up, here’s my thoughts on the most recent BRAPA burst… Continue reading WE WISH YOU A BRAPA CHRISTMAS
STANDING AT THE BAR – A CHRISTMAS TRADITION
You were due a post last night, but things went downhill after Weaste. I’ll stop there. This is my last dip into Sheffield before picking James up from Uni. I DO hope the last pub I need in Sheff is open when I take him back in mid-January. Some pubs seem to think it reasonable… Continue reading STANDING AT THE BAR – A CHRISTMAS TRADITION
ELSECAR’S NO.1 KEG-ONLY PUB ?
On the Friday I headed to Sheffield to pick up James from Uni. It’s good to see him, but his return has slowed down our internet speed somewhat. On the way, a tick in the beer centre of the Yorkshire world. Elsecar looks great on the wall from the station. I’d call it “posh Barnsley”… Continue reading ELSECAR’S NO.1 KEG-ONLY PUB ?
IN THE VALE OF THE WHITE HORSE
On the Sunday I picked up Sis from the pre-booked car park north of Bristol Temple Meads and headed home. “Anywhere you want to stop on the way” she said. Funny you should say that. The social club at Stanford in the Vale has the sort of opening hours designed to annoy pub tickers, no… Continue reading IN THE VALE OF THE WHITE HORSE
MAINDEE – £1.49 PINTS AND CHICKEN MAN
Does it ever end ? This report on Wales, I mean, not EVERYTHING (that’s later). The bus from Caerleon dropped me off in a sodden Newport at 3.30pm, and I suddenly felt wiped out. Dunno why, it’s not as if I ever do anything. So, with apologies to Mr Murenger, I saved your pub for… Continue reading MAINDEE – £1.49 PINTS AND CHICKEN MAN
JUST MISSED FREE BEER IN CAERLEON
These Welsh posts write themselves, don’t they ? Back to Saturday afternoon. The bus timetables not being co-ordinated to meet the needs or pub tickers, I had 40 minutes to explore Newport indoor market before setting off for Caerleon. It’s quaint, but a bit lacking in the cheese department. A bit like Caerleon. Actually, plenty… Continue reading JUST MISSED FREE BEER IN CAERLEON
NEWPORT’S BIGGER REBEL
It’s quite useful having a search engine on this site, not that any of you seem capable of using it. I can tell you that my trip to Newport recently was my sixth in two years, which is actually enough to guarantee me a Welsh passport after 29 March. This time, I spread my custom… Continue reading NEWPORT’S BIGGER REBEL
CHANGES
Two more pubs to finish Cardiff before I get to Newport. Here’s that epic seven pub crawl in full (given I was on halves and poured two of them away I think I may have been more sober at the end than when I started). Yes, Bing Maps says 2:19 hours but I must have… Continue reading CHANGES
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