Four ticks in the bag, we headed back to Devizes for our room for the night. In a week where a Melksham B & B rated “adequate” would cost you £147.22 with Booking.com Genius (that’s me) discount, the Bear seemed a bargain, albeit not quite as cheap as the night we spent in the car… Continue reading CHAISE LONGUE
Month: April 2022
“I’d live in a shed at the bottom of the garden and I’d never have a headache again” – Trowbridge delivers the goods.
Trowbridge is to Wiltshire what Leigh is to Lancashire, or Haverhill to Essex. But it was a joy, a JOY I tell you, to make a first trip back to the home of Ushers since we subjected our boys to the dodgiest Wetherspoons in the South a decade ago (bargain Curry Club, mind). Even the… Continue reading “I’d live in a shed at the bottom of the garden and I’d never have a headache again” – Trowbridge delivers the goods.
“Please come to the bar to be seated”
I hope you appreciate that pubs can be good despite average beer, or dreary despite exceptional ale. These four ticks in West Wilts were a mix of all that makes pub visiting our national pastime (after whippet racing), but the Lock Inn Cafe tested the patience. Bradford-on-Avon really is the Skipton of the South-West. A… Continue reading “Please come to the bar to be seated”
THE FLOPPY PALMERS PUMP
A short post, because I like to keep the pubs in these pieces separate, just in case I have to praise the Friar’s Tunic and decry the Farrier’s Tackle or something. If you ask a GBG ticker he (it WILL be a he, unless Blackpool Jane joins our club) will tell you there is NOTHING… Continue reading THE FLOPPY PALMERS PUMP
LAST PIEROGI IN MIDFORD
An exciting Wednesday saw a sustained assault on the Beer Guide pubs of West Wiltshire, though how any trip that comes within 3 miles of Bath’s Star and doesn’t pop in for Bass can be considered a success is debatable. I very nearly ventured from Bath to the Hope & Anchor in Midford last month,… Continue reading LAST PIEROGI IN MIDFORD
SNUFF BOX
Day 1 of the Wiltshire Wander. Three ticks, a pint of Bass, and the deep joy that comes with arriving too early for “Gary in Punderland”. Still not 20:00, time to reacquaint ourselves with “delightful Devizes”, a title the TIC can have for a pint of 6X. The Bear, Wadworth’s flagship, looked SO good we… Continue reading SNUFF BOX
SUSPECT DEVIZES, CONFIRMED BASS SIGHTING
NB : If you’re looking for a joke about how “Beer Line Cleaning In Progress” ain’t the beer it was, you’ve come to the wrong blog. This IS the blog for a third naff Devizes title in 3 years, alternating Stiff Little Fingers and Pet Shop Boys references with the ease of a master. Our… Continue reading SUSPECT DEVIZES, CONFIRMED BASS SIGHTING
HOW’D YOU PRONOUCE SEEND CLEEVE THEN ?
Moving on from Westbury, take a look at how green West Wilts is ? The towns of Melksham, Calne and Westbury are a bit plain, but villages like Bratton and Erlestoke are stunning, and of course you get your very own White Horse. Disappointingly, we’d pitched up on a day with a “y” in it… Continue reading HOW’D YOU PRONOUCE SEEND CLEEVE THEN ?
WESTBURY’S UNREADABLE WI-FI PASSWORD
Look ! Bass clickbait ! There IS some Bass coming up in National Bass Week, but it wasn’t on in the Angel in Westbury, my next stop on the Wilts Wipe-out. I haven’t been too kind on Westbury (Latin Motto – “At least we’re not all la-di-da like Frome“), as you can see from my… Continue reading WESTBURY’S UNREADABLE WI-FI PASSWORD
MY WILTSHIRE WOES (and not being “funky, fashionable and glamorous” isn’t one of them)
Mrs RM is determined to help me round my remaining 334 GBG ticks so that I can accompany her to places that don’t have “dingy Old Men’s pubs“. She means you, Bridgwater. We turned our attentions to Wiltshire, and Mrs RM hovered patiently in the Co-op while I popped in the Hop Kettle, a place… Continue reading MY WILTSHIRE WOES (and not being “funky, fashionable and glamorous” isn’t one of them)
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