What enters your head when you enter a pub and see the scene above ? Get out the ******* way What’s wrong with sitting at tables anyway ? Ooh, is that “Side Pocket For A Toad” ? All 3 from me as I finish the Luton Airport mini-crawl in the Fox at Darley Hall. … Continue reading MORE BAR FLIES NEAR THE RUNWAY
Author: retiredmartin
Retired NHS, doing long walks around UK and the world to record the great bits. Focused on Good Beer Guide pubs and live music.
HIGH TABLES IN LOUCHE LUTON
I only gave you that Dover post as Matthew wanted to see my gig photos, and even he’s complaining about my lack of chronology. So back to last Sunday, and a swift return to the Luton suburbs. If I’d received my Privilege copy of the Guide in Privilege time I could have knocked these off… Continue reading HIGH TABLES IN LOUCHE LUTON
NO CASK AT DOVER PORT
The internet is rubbish down in Dover, so here’s a short post courtesy of Spoons WiFi. My mushroom benedict in the Eight Bells is the blue dot below. We’re in Dover for our One Day Only heatwave, and a night of what the kids call “metal core” in a new venue converted from the old… Continue reading NO CASK AT DOVER PORT
SAMOSAS UNDER THE WHITE ROSE
The last post from “New Bradford”, and the sort of pub that makes you want to book an Ibis Budget room for an immediate return trip. A short hop uphill (by Cambridge standards) to the Peacock Bar, with stops to search through McDonalds dustbins reflect on the majesty of Bradford architecture. The Peacock looks a… Continue reading SAMOSAS UNDER THE WHITE ROSE
SUNBRIDGE WELLS
As Dave said on the last post, Bradford is a delightful surprise, particularly for anyone whose view of the place is formed by biased BBC reports or “Notes From A Small Island“. Dick and Dave were, no doubt, thrilled by the stately but scarred architecture and quaint gift shops. The walk from Pub 1… Continue reading SUNBRIDGE WELLS
BANKING ON BRADFORD
Two nights in Manchester, and an excursion into Bradford for three new GBG winners. It feels a bit like sacrilege not to actually stay in the Eternal City and wobble back to a budget hotel after a Dhansak and gallon of Mango Lassi, but frankly I needed to get Bradford ticked. The suspense was killing… Continue reading BANKING ON BRADFORD
BACK TO FAILSWORTH FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE AGUERO
Not a vast number of new Guide pubs in Greater Manchester for me this year, particularly in the city centre. But trips to Burnage, Prestwich, Westhoughton and Failsworth are enough to keep me happy. What art ! What history ! What incomprehensible dialect ! Ah ! Failsworth, the glamorous bit of Oldham (or is that… Continue reading BACK TO FAILSWORTH FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE AGUERO
DUTCH POP & ROCHDALE CASK ON THE MANCUNIAN WAY
As well as a weird desire to drink 12.5% sours at IndyMan, I was also in Manchester to see the Amber Arcades gig at Deaf Institute. Those of you who pay attention will remember I bought the new LP by Utrecht’s foremost war crimes legal assistant/weird popster in Sheffield last week. The Deaf Institute is… Continue reading DUTCH POP & ROCHDALE CASK ON THE MANCUNIAN WAY
REASONS TO BE CHEERFUL – A BURNAGE OASIS
Sorry, sorry, sorry. Couldn’t resist it. At least I didn’t try and fit “Wonderwall” in the title. Next stop, last stop before the inevitable Chinese takeaway, is the remaining GBG newbie within the M60. I was getting a bit fed of walking in the Manchester rain by this time, and still had an hour… Continue reading REASONS TO BE CHEERFUL – A BURNAGE OASIS
POST-INDYMAN – WALKING DOWN THE WILMSLOW ROAD
I’d always planned a long walk after IndyMan, but as I left the Victoria Baths as light drizzle set in (not as common in Manchester as Southerners believe) I started to doubt my sanity. First priority after that last 11.5% sour was strong coffee and somewhere to recharge my phone. So if you were in… Continue reading POST-INDYMAN – WALKING DOWN THE WILMSLOW ROAD
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