Onward and upward to my last “Merseyside” tick in what the GBG calls Wavertree*, but you might think of McCartneyville as you approach the myriad delights of Penny Lane. This is practically heaven for me, entering a part of the UK I’ve never been to before, about to tick the last pub in a GBG… Continue reading PENNY LANE, GBG GAIN
Month: March 2019
ALLERTON, TAKE OFF YOUR PARTY DRESS
Well, well. As they say in Liverpool (and possibly Cambridge). Ten days after conspicuous failure to finish Merseyside from my Bootle base, I was back in Allerton having another go. Again I did a little circuit from the mysterious Wavertree Technology Park (they made Jurgen Klopp’s smile there), and this time it worked perfectly. … Continue reading ALLERTON, TAKE OFF YOUR PARTY DRESS
NOTTINGHAM – THE PUBLICS, THE PROUD PARENTS
Back in central Nottingham I had two hours to kill, with Matt typically getting out of gigs last having sold on future pocket money entitlements to fund the purchase of band hoodies. That’s a long time to walk around looking for Bass and Home Ales memorabilia. Or even following the William Booth trail (see also:… Continue reading NOTTINGHAM – THE PUBLICS, THE PROUD PARENTS
TOP 100 PUBS – DEWDROP, ILKESTON
Two instant bits of feedback on the Ilkeston post have revealed that a) The Prince of Wales used to be The Poacher, which I’d already been to. b) Ilkeston Station is so new (April 2017) I may have been the first paying customer to use it ! Thanks to Mark and Anonymous, my new favourite… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – DEWDROP, ILKESTON
WHILE SHE SLEEPS, ILKESTON JOGS ON
Another Matt-inspired night out in Notts for you. “Are you doing anything Tuesday night? Can you take me to Nottingham to see Sleeps?” Young people today. eh ?. Whatever hppnd to txt spk ? “Sleeps” is “While She Sleeps”, of course, in the way that “Oblivion” is “Better Oblivion Community Center”. Or something. Anyway, this… Continue reading WHILE SHE SLEEPS, ILKESTON JOGS ON
BRAMBER CASTLE
More undiscovered England for you. Though no doubt Dick and Dave have been here. They’ve been everywhere. If you look closely the main surviving structure at Bramber Castle resembles BRAPA. I believe the Normans knocked down the rest to avoid it being turned into a micro pub by rampaging Kentish men. A peaceful site with… Continue reading BRAMBER CASTLE
SHOREHAM : SUMMER IN FEBRUARY
Especially for our American readers, this is Trump-inspired global warming in Sussex. 20 degrees Centigrade and still February, gentlefolk in short sleeves, tickers in meltdown.. It didn’t last long, but our early summer brought folk to the coast, staring aimlessly at the sea, debating that cup of tea and a scone, popping in Boots… Continue reading SHOREHAM : SUMMER IN FEBRUARY
“RHIANNA’S GOT A WHOLE PLAN TO RID ME OF MY KNEECAPS”
Makes a better title than “Finishing East Sussex at Brighton Bier Haus“, anyway. A lively end to the night in Brighton, the seafront full of revellers who had apparently run a few miles or got their tatts done, possibly not at the same time. I’d actually convinced myself I’d been to the Brighton Bierhaus, before,… Continue reading “RHIANNA’S GOT A WHOLE PLAN TO RID ME OF MY KNEECAPS”
ALL THAT JAZZ
Short posts for a while, getting seriously behind and Aberdeen will make it worse. On to my penultimate East Sussex pub, and thankfully back to a traditional name after all those silly Red Lions and Five Bells. I can assure Mark Crilley this is the only Lion and Lobster in the UK, so I now… Continue reading ALL THAT JAZZ
HOVE’S BLIND BUSKER – A STERLING EFFORT
Three pubs to visit in Brighton & Hove (Albion) to finish East Sussex, so I’d picked the reliable if dingy Travelodge in Preston Park. The walk through Brighton suburbia toward Hove is alternative tourism at its best. On the way I tried to make sure I didn’t hear the City v Chelsea score, as I… Continue reading HOVE’S BLIND BUSKER – A STERLING EFFORT
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