Yes, I know the Sun is a cracker too, but I need that blog title. And you know how much Mr Coldwell loves pics of Tetley Bitter. Pickering hasn’t wowed me on a trio of visits, seeming like a waiting for room for the cemetery Steam Railway to Heartbeat country. A dreadful Guest House 20-odd… Continue reading THE PICK OF PICKERING
Month: June 2019
WAKING UP IN YORK
Everyone on the radio today sounds so grumpy, don’t they. What they all need is an evening out with BRAPA and a morning exploring York. No beer, but a chance to explore our 8th best pub town* without the crowds is a joy, and you get to see details like the pub cat climbing the… Continue reading WAKING UP IN YORK
ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS, PRE-EMPTIVE TICK ?
I thought Simon might head home after the Sam Smiths to enjoy his Sainsbury organic port or whatever 40 year olds in York do, but he’s such a good sport he was up for a late pint in the Crescent Club. And I owed him a pint now. Working Mens Club, says Bing Maps, Community… Continue reading ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS, PRE-EMPTIVE TICK ?
STALKING BRAPA IN HIPSTER YORK
Simon reported his Sainsbury delivery van was on the way, so once he’d unpacked the Scandinavian avocado and Grimsby quinoa he’d be ready for a pint at somewhere new and exciting over the river. Simon lives in the hipster quarter (over-40 section) of course and would normally have been found in the Forty-Five Vinyl Cafe… Continue reading STALKING BRAPA IN HIPSTER YORK
FOR 24 MINUTES I’D BEEN DRINKING NEXT DOOR TO EBOR MORRIS MEN
Getting closer to actually meeting the great BRAPA now, so I had my artisan tea/supper (falafel wrap from Harrogate Co-op), finally booked into the Heworth, and did York. York was in the grip of Chris Norman Fever during my visit. Would Chris do the original, or would the chavvy York crowd demand the Roy “Chubby”… Continue reading FOR 24 MINUTES I’D BEEN DRINKING NEXT DOOR TO EBOR MORRIS MEN
RESIGNED TO MY FATE IN HARROGATE
Harrogate cost me about £9 to get to, and it wasn’t worth it. In fact the “pubs” were so dull I nearly skipped them completely, except for 3 reasons; US “Dave” Southworth will ask me about Harrogate in about 4 months time, and I’ll want to refer him back here, Something odd happened involving bar… Continue reading RESIGNED TO MY FATE IN HARROGATE
MORE TREMBLING MADNESS. AND PLUM PORTER IN YORK.
Next up in York was what we call a speculative pre-emptive (ASP), which I bumbled to via this impressive building. The new, second branch of the House of Trembling Madness would be a shoe-in for the Guide in Yeovil or Yaxley, but in York is has stiffer competition. HoTM (1) was an early indication, along… Continue reading MORE TREMBLING MADNESS. AND PLUM PORTER IN YORK.
YORK – OFF THE WALL
Right, now I’ve see the Southworths off (coincidentally they’re leaving the day Donald Trump arrives, odd that) it’s time to attempt to catch up. Lots more from York, though not this re-opened Sam Smiths gem that I walked past four times without going in. It’s very easy to get distracted from The Ticking Mission in… Continue reading YORK – OFF THE WALL
BOWIE & BOMBARDIER ON THE YORK BORDER
Time to go north, the Proper North where folk get home deliveries from Sainsbury and where locals can spell “kappachino” if not pronounce it. Yes, it’s York. Almost. At 13:00 I was in Waterbeach, probably sulking. By 15:55 I was parked up in the Heworth Inn, ten minutes walk from the walls, with a pint… Continue reading BOWIE & BOMBARDIER ON THE YORK BORDER
MAY ’19 STOCKTAKE + JUNE PREVIEW
Pub cat – tick. Green beer at local beer festival – tick Black AND white pudding for breakfast- tick Yes, the three components essential for a great month. Oh, and this; I’m up to 20 May with the posts, so you’ve still got weird pubs with BRAPA, Welsh pubs with the Southworths, and Toby… Continue reading MAY ’19 STOCKTAKE + JUNE PREVIEW
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