August was a travel-packed month, to be sure, with fifty-three (53) different pubs visited around the country, and only one duffer (and that closed for good the week after my visit).
and now in the first week of September we pay the price with both vehicles in for repairs. Probably just need switching on and off again (or vice versa ?).
The campervan got me to Cranborne Chase for End of the Road last weekend, a trip where I was delighted to meet up with Mr West Berks himself Tim Thomas,
and a peacock.
I don’t know the name of the peacock.
Four days in a field in Dorset, and eight in Waterbeach, all without internet, have me someway behind with the blog, which has been a bit focused on Black Sabbath and Brum in August.
Birmingham and the Black Country provided the highlights, mainly culinary, as with the Desi curry (top) or the cobs near Wolves.
Pubs are about people, of course, and it was a joy to catch up with Leicester CAMRA’s collection of Shawns and Micks and Garys.
That pic was in the Old Swan in Atherstone, my Pub of the Month.
I would have made the Banks’s there my Beer of the Month, but this one just pipped it;
I expect you can work out the pub. You’ve probably been.
In September, I might take a look at what delights the new Beer Guide has for me. Probably five new GBG entries in Maidenhead.
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