Misleading advertising already. There is no cask at the week old, long-awaited Cambridge BrewDog. The Nine to Five Wizard sold on the Saturday it came in, or so a delightfully cheery barman told me. That sort of occasional cask availability won’t get BrewDog in the Beer Guide, and I bet the BDs are devastated about… Continue reading RING OUT THE BELLS ! CAMBRIDGE GETS ITS BREWDOG
Month: September 2019
HOUGHTON MILL, GREENE KING THRILL
Straight into the new GBG20 entries, then. I expect Duncan did them in 1987, mind. None of you guessed No.1. Of course, it was the Red Lion in Maldon. Almost a clue in the name. Sort of. Mrs RM and I met Joan and Dave Southworth there and used up lots of Spoons vouchers on… Continue reading HOUGHTON MILL, GREENE KING THRILL
HAPPY NEW GOOD BEER GUIDE 2020 DAY !
Grief, I nearly forgot to jump on the bandwagon by doing a new Good Beer Guide post on official launch day, the nation’s second favourite after my birthday Ed Balls Day. First things first. Thanks to all the CAMRA volunteers who recommend and score pubs. They do a fantastic job. Ignore the naysayers who tell… Continue reading HAPPY NEW GOOD BEER GUIDE 2020 DAY !
KEEP RIGHT ON TO THE END OF THE ROAD
My annual post for all of you who follow my musical recommendations with as much reverence as my pub tips. Yes, the End of the Road Festival highlights package. Larmer Gardens is tucked away on Cranborne Chase just south of Salisbury, which always seems more remote than the 3hrs 20 it takes. BRAPA will know… Continue reading KEEP RIGHT ON TO THE END OF THE ROAD
PRIDE OF PRESTON
So, the big Preston finale, the highlight of the trip for most of us. How many pubs are better than the Black Horse at 7pm on Friday night ? Though quite how anything can top the Plum Porter and John Smith’s Cask in the Market is an interesting question. Matthew was recognised and greeted by… Continue reading PRIDE OF PRESTON
JOHN SMITH’S AND JESSIE’S GIRL
Yes, new cover stars for our penultimate Preston post. Note the Two Mudgies (BBC 4, Thursdays, 1.30am) discussing the pronunciation of Thwaites. Reaching the inevitable climax now, we headed back toward the market and, er, the Market. Whether the Market Tavern or Tap, I care not. Well, I’m going with what it says on the… Continue reading JOHN SMITH’S AND JESSIE’S GIRL
HIGHWAY A583 REVISITED
Just for Dave, a young Bob staring out at our hazy DIPAs and unfined stouts from the racks of Vinyl Tap, Number 7 on our Proud Preston Potter (oh no, that’s Stoke). Back in December I thought this was an absolute certainty for the next GBG, but of course you’ll need to wait for the… Continue reading HIGHWAY A583 REVISITED
THE STRAWBERRY THIEF
No, not Matthew. The wallpaper (apparently). I rejoined the Preston Craft Advance Group in the Moorbrook after checking in to my trusty Premier Inn, narrowly resisting the urge to sleep till Saturday. My formal visit to the Moorbrook must have been just before I started this blog in late 2015, and somehow I did it… Continue reading THE STRAWBERRY THIEF
A TOAST TO SIR HUMPHREY IN THE BLUE BELL
With the trad group of Preston crawlers still stuck in the Wellington, Matthew, Luke and I were first in the Blue Bell (stop E). Being cultured, I would have preferred to spend the time in Preston’s wonderful Art Gallery with its relics from Deepdale plastic pitch, but was outvoted. Surprisingly, I’d never been to the… Continue reading A TOAST TO SIR HUMPHREY IN THE BLUE BELL
FUN, PLUGS AND PAUL RAYNOR’S MOUSTACHE
Forgot to give you a map. How shoddy. As shoddy as our detour to the Continental via the Royal Mail sorting office, which inexplicably failed to be a micropub. Still, the exercise did us all good, I think someone said. The Conti is the one the two Mudges were looking forward to, with its Unfiltered… Continue reading FUN, PLUGS AND PAUL RAYNOR’S MOUSTACHE
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