There’s too many pub blogs these days, really. And they’re all REALLY good. These days, we even have virtual pubbing where Blackpool Jane pretends (I hope) to visit every Shrewsbury craft bar for a pint and a pie before the football. It’s brilliant.
But we’ll never tire of BRAPA.
I promised him I’d do a highlights post from his best efforts in 2020 and he seemed quite chuffed. Then I started reading January and gave up. I even started to do a little map of his travels cos he’s not great at maps but I cocked that one up, too.
I’ll be honest, I never read BRAPA; I just send the posts over to my legal team Scrumpshaw & Scrivener of Stocksbridge to check for any libellous references to me and then laugh at the photos.
I’ve no idea what sort of punk “Bass” play, or who the Owl was, but the RSPCA have been alerted. They should check the ditches in Cockermouth.
Talking of Cockermouth.
“The shock of it made me suddenly choke on the sausage roll I’d been eating, then I realised I needed to pee badly“
What was it ? (answer at bottom)
One thing about Simon; there’s always young people in his photos. I guess that’s because he visits pubs after more seasoned Pub Men like Stafford Paul are tucked up in bed with cocoa infused saison DIPA i.e. after 6pm.
Aren’t young people dreadful ?, with their clear skin, positive outlook on life and stereotypical drinks orders. ONE of those youngsters stole Martin the Owl.
Simon had a busy start to the year, fighting back a particularly heavy flu to bring us these gorgeous pics from Rotherham.
Who said Rotherham isn’t lovely ? More to the point, who said BRAPA can’t take great pics; his photography has improved dramatically in 2020 as the Wotsits sponsorship money came in, allowing him to upgrade from that disposable camera he used in the Darton Tap.
BRAPA also has a keen eye for surrealism, like this from Durham Theology students in Framwellgate Moor .
But it was in Consett, even without Phileas Fogg, that Simon made the biggest discovery of the year.
“I laughed so much, a bit of wee came out, so I went for my second pee and a squirt of a 1970’s deodorant“
An attempt to revive his blogging career with another inadvertent wee failed to attract Newark levels of Twitter hysteria, but I appreciated the effort.
It was worth reading BRAPA in January JUST for the Super Focus on Gary Owen, former Manchester City legend and owner of Gary Owen Fine Art and father to a lady setting up a “che-che boutique” in Failsworth.
“While Failsworth is not perhaps known for high fashion” it says here, which is a controversial statement. See how easily I’m diverted when I start reading BRAPA ? He should stick to reviewing Wotsits.
Oh, here’s what made BRAPA gag in Cockermouth (calm down, Russ).