LOVELY FLAT BEER IN SUTTON POYNTZ

I had a day off from blogging yesterday, attempting to find something to rhyme with Sutton Poyntz. Best I could come up with was Steffen Freund, but it’s not known that he ever played at Weymouth, unlike Steve Claridge. Here’s your complete guide to Sutton Poyntz. Fascinating, huh ? The OS extract is more fun.… Continue reading LOVELY FLAT BEER IN SUTTON POYNTZ

TREATED LIKE ROYALTY IN SUBURBAN SHEFFIELD

My first possibility was “The slow, sad decline of midweek drinking“, a rumination on the emptiness of pubs outside the weekend rush (see also: Life After Football). Plenty of pubs round me, of course, and as you’ll know I intend to visit EVERY one of them on foot, even though that’ll muck up my GBG… Continue reading TREATED LIKE ROYALTY IN SUBURBAN SHEFFIELD

WHAT HAS WALES DONE TO DESERVE TO BE BRUNNING & PRICED ?

And you can read that how you like. From Chester, which is partly in Welsh, we converted our campervan into a full foreign holiday by crossing the border in pursuit of a few GBG ticks in North-East Wales. My giant spreadsheet showing the possible/hopeful/over-ambitious opening times for my 487 pub targets says of the Dinorben… Continue reading WHAT HAS WALES DONE TO DESERVE TO BE BRUNNING & PRICED ?