Your short highlights package from last month. I ended the blog in May, telling you about pub cleaners in Pumpsaint persuaded to pour me a pint at the start of the month, and here I am at the end of June STILL writing about last month. But what a month June was. 114 different pubs,… Continue reading JUNE 2022 STOCKTAKE + JULY PREVIEW
Month: June 2022
PRE-EMPTIVE POSSIBILITIES IN ST ANNE
My tricky Alderney tick in the bag, I walked down to Braye beach to share the good news with Mrs RM. She was thrilled, as you’d expect, but turned down my offer of a Doom Bar in the Divers. “Don’t forget to take all your stuff” I called, shuffling off in search of a pre-emptive.… Continue reading PRE-EMPTIVE POSSIBILITIES IN ST ANNE
COVID STILL TAKEN SERIOUSLY IN THE DIVERS
My Alderney GBG target is an odd little thing, tucked amongst the coloured buildings of Braye Bay. Remarkably, John Wesley stayed in the Divers in 1787, one of only 3,729 places where Wesley preached. No 10am opening for the Divers, but at 11:49 I see commotion at the balcony entrance, and hare towards my target… Continue reading COVID STILL TAKEN SERIOUSLY IN THE DIVERS
BREAKFAST ON ALDERNEY – BLONDE HEDGEHOGS AND RABBITS
Day 3 of the Channel Islands Tickathon, and the key marginal target of Alderney. Dangerously close to France, which I remind you has ZERO GBG entries, unless Duncan has found some on his trip. 2,019 souls (aka ‘two thousand alcoholics, clinging to a rock‘), mostly living on the main road that winds through St Anne… Continue reading BREAKFAST ON ALDERNEY – BLONDE HEDGEHOGS AND RABBITS
AFTER THE DARKEST NIGHT….COMES THE 06:25 FLIGHT TO ALDERNEY
In 2014 I’d taken the little 19 seat Dornier plane from Guernsey to Alderney , to tick off a GBG pub (Moorings) AND an island, making sure I did the other cask pubs so I’d never have to go back. And then Alderney CAMRA found another one, so I had to go back. At great… Continue reading AFTER THE DARKEST NIGHT….COMES THE 06:25 FLIGHT TO ALDERNEY
CONFIRMING THE LACK OF DRAUGHT BASS ON JERSEY
Day 2 (still) of the Channel Island Collection, and I used the three hours (should have been 90 minutes but the boat was delayed due to stuff) till the ferry to Guernsey for some public service, confirming to The Wickingman that Jersey is Bass free, despite what What Pub might tell you. Who knows, that… Continue reading CONFIRMING THE LACK OF DRAUGHT BASS ON JERSEY
LIBERATED
Day 2 of the Channel Islands Chug, the moving day, and I bravely asked Mrs RM if she fancied walking the five (5) miles back to St Helier from Brelade Bay. To her eternal credit, and possible regret, she agreed. It’s a gorgeous walk through minor routes to St Aubin, the Sandbanks of the, er,… Continue reading LIBERATED
BASS MIRRORS IN ST BRELADE’S BAY
With 8 hours to kill until our ferry to Guernsey on Day 2 of the Channel Islands Chug I picked a trip to the edge of St Brelade’s Bay on Jersey’s upmarket west coast. At the end of May Jersey’s buses were heaving, packed with floppy-haired French families from Brittany saving about 4 euros a… Continue reading BASS MIRRORS IN ST BRELADE’S BAY
PUB TICKER MASCOTS ON THE ST HELIER DOCK
Day 2 of the Great Channel Islands Completion started with an “adequate” breakfast in the Thalatta Guest House, the sort that reads “Orange Juice OR grapefruit juice OR apple juice” and uses thimble glasses. “OR” is the most disappointing word in the English language. Nice dining room, mind; We’d only landed in Jersey the previous… Continue reading PUB TICKER MASCOTS ON THE ST HELIER DOCK
ST HELIER’S PEIRSON – SLIGHTLY WORN, STILL WONDERFUL
One more pub in St Helier, because it looked so gorgeous at 8:30 pm and the alternative was a curry and Mrs RM was eating light or something. And there’s no calories in beer if you blog about it. Ah, the Peirson. Did that in 1999, not in the GBG any longer, perfect. A bit… Continue reading ST HELIER’S PEIRSON – SLIGHTLY WORN, STILL WONDERFUL
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