A year ago I wouldn’t have bothered blogging on the Real Ale Classroom in Lutterworth, but I expect there’s a Beer & Pubs craft faction that might find it useful. Really, there’s only one reason to visit Lutterworth. Bass in the Unicorn. A town to live in, rather than visit, I always think. A bit… Continue reading LUTTERWORTH LESSONS
Author: retiredmartin
ALIVE & KICKING AT THE RUGBY TOWN & COUNTY CLUB
Almost an Associates reference there, which will mean nothing to you lot. Note how I drag you in with a bit of Donnington, too, perhaps leading you to expect another trashing of the Cotswold cod liver oil they call beer. But no, this was a Saturday lunchtime in Rugby, buying those little leads that go… Continue reading ALIVE & KICKING AT THE RUGBY TOWN & COUNTY CLUB
RUISLIP – A CROCK OF GOLD
One to go to complete the set for “improving” London, and how appropriate to finish it at the Hop & Vine in Ruislip. Or Greater Slough as its residents like to call it. Ruislip is a challenge to get to know, with two parallel high streets, only one of which (served by Manor) has the… Continue reading RUISLIP – A CROCK OF GOLD
ANOTHER NUNEATON BASS TICK IN THE QARABAG
Another day, another old school Midlands boozer in the Beer Guide for my delectation. I really am encroaching on LifeAfterFootball territory now, and without prior written permission. Listed under Chapel End, the Salutation turns out to be in suburban Nuneaton near the old mining village of Hartshill. It’s an uphill walk both ways, but the… Continue reading ANOTHER NUNEATON BASS TICK IN THE QARABAG
RUDOLPH IN ARDEN
I had a week off the GBG trail after that Birthday flurry; pubs need help after Christmas, of course. Then I was off, telling Mrs RM my destination was Henley so I’d at least get some sympathy from her. Not many people know this, but Henley-in-Arden is a little gem, a far better proposition than… Continue reading RUDOLPH IN ARDEN
“GET THE RUBY IN FIRST, EH !” LANGWORTHY LEGEND
And, in the end, it all came down to Langworthy, an exciting trip over the M602 at 10pm. A year ago today I was at the Grand Canyon, and it can’t match this view. For fans of great street names (see also: Whitwick), here’s My Street. It could be yours, too. I’m heading for the… Continue reading “GET THE RUBY IN FIRST, EH !” LANGWORTHY LEGEND
YOU’RE MY-YY-YY, YOU’RE MY FAVOURITE WEASTE OF TIME
Back to my Birthday. With any luck I’ll finish this mini-series before my next one. I think you know the route by now, a zigzag through Castlefield and Salford Quays into the glories of Greater Eccles. Clearly, I should have gone straight to bed and listened to the Match of the Day inquest on the… Continue reading YOU’RE MY-YY-YY, YOU’RE MY FAVOURITE WEASTE OF TIME
A TRAIN BEER FOR THE PICCADILLY TAP
Yes, still more from my Birthday I’m afraid. Having lost track of time AND forgotten I could only use my return ticket on the Welsh chugger back to Piccadilly, I had 27.5 minutes to kill in Wilmslow. No great undiscovered boozers, no micros, not even some weird street art down a dark alley. Just a… Continue reading A TRAIN BEER FOR THE PICCADILLY TAP
WILMSLOW – “WE HAVE TO GO BACK”
Nice easy cultural reference for our American readers there. I got lost (see what I did there ?) after about three episodes of Series 1. I’m not a big one for “Special days and anniversaries“, as you may have gathered. But I do like to be somewhere exotic on my birthday. Ghent in 2004, Belize… Continue reading WILMSLOW – “WE HAVE TO GO BACK”
CASK IN ANCOATS, CACK AT THE ETIHAD
Am I allowed to use the word “cack” ? My mum says cack-handed, so must be OK. Into Manchester, having narrowly avoided being lynched for missing the second “k” out of Kirkby Lonsdale (thanks Russ). Or more properly, into Salford, where I was spending a night in romantic Weaste. Never been before, a semi-mythical place… Continue reading CASK IN ANCOATS, CACK AT THE ETIHAD