PUB LOO ART OVER THE ALDWARK BRIDGE

Time to tackle North Yorkshire, which I completed as a GBG county for the very first time as recently as August 2019, but failed last time out. This year the NY contingent seems very gastro heavy, particularly in the region known as “Greater BRAPA”. Thrillingly, Aldwark, best described as located in “Pashmina York”, requires a… Continue reading PUB LOO ART OVER THE ALDWARK BRIDGE

CASK AT THE CRICKET – A STICKY WICKET ?

This afternoon Durham play Glamorgan in the final (the final !) of the nation’s premier one-day cricket competition. Search in vain for any mention of it on the BBC’s website, which is devoted to The Hundred, the purest form of cricket. Now the final is played on a Thursday at Nottingham, which with the greatest… Continue reading CASK AT THE CRICKET – A STICKY WICKET ?

“Have the real ale; we’re trying to get on to the next barrel !”

Back up to Durham, where I seemed to be stalking BRAPA, or perhaps vice versa. Half a dozen ticks, and a burning urge to return to Bishop Auckland. It’s not a rich town, but it has a richness of history and architecture and landscape few towns can match. And of course, it is the home… Continue reading “Have the real ale; we’re trying to get on to the next barrel !”

BLACK PUDDING IN OLD HILL, SAMOSAS IN SHELL CORNER

An exciting end to West Midlands GBG21, with two new micropubs in Microland, or north Halesowen/lower Dudley/whatever. Some lovely contours, and some great names. Mucklow Hill, Hill and Cakemore, Shell Corner. I love walking round places that are a bit indefinable; places that sell pies. I’m less enamoured by puns for pub names, but Wheelie… Continue reading BLACK PUDDING IN OLD HILL, SAMOSAS IN SHELL CORNER