Our Southern Saunter ends in glamorous Totton. Hey ! I said glamorous ! Phew. A cat pic to take your mind off the grime. Is this really Totton. I stayed here in 2017, even enjoyed a Bass (and excellent Chinese takeaway). But the first Guide pub is, inevitable, a craft based micropub. “Not another one… Continue reading BEER DRINKING GAMES AND ENDLESS NICKELBACK IN TOTTON
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YELLOW BUTTERFLIES, PONIES AND 6.5% IPA – A VIBRANT (NEW) FOREST
My next Beer Guide tick only opens from 4pm Thursday through Sunday, so Mrs RM was even more determined that I’d visit before we went home on Saturday lunchtime. Vibrant Forest sits between the Esso oil refinery and the National Motor Museum at Beaulieu. One of those is a major tourist attraction. A certain sort… Continue reading YELLOW BUTTERFLIES, PONIES AND 6.5% IPA – A VIBRANT (NEW) FOREST
CHERRY PORTER IN GOSPORT DRUNK TOO QUICKLY
Notice how the sun and blue skies were out for me on Good Friday, proving once again my righteousness. You might be interested to know that when my parents compare the weather in Sheffield and Waterbeach these days it’s incredibly similar. What can it mean ? (it means nothing). Gosport has no rail station, the… Continue reading CHERRY PORTER IN GOSPORT DRUNK TOO QUICKLY
PORTSMOUTH OLD TOWN
As a rule (oft broken) I reckon 300 words and ten (10) photos is plenty for a blog post. Pubmeister, Mudgie and Life After Football have similar principles. Don’t tell BRAPA and Blackpool Jane, but I only look at their photos and do a word search for “Martin”, “Doom Bar” and “orange aero” when I… Continue reading PORTSMOUTH OLD TOWN
PORTSMOUTH, YOU SEXY M.F.
Still on Friday night 11 days ago, shamefully, and a rickety train trip (£5 return) from Fareham to one of England’s lesser-known islands. Well, I didn’t know Portsmouth was an island till 2014, and I’ve been there 2 dozen times. The train passes Fratton, where Portsmouth and Lincoln City are debating the finer points of… Continue reading PORTSMOUTH, YOU SEXY M.F.
THE FAREHAM MICROPUB BEER GLASS THAT WILL CERTAINLY DIVIDE OPINION
There’s no jealousy between us GBG tickers, but I’ve been cursing BRAPA’s successes in the south, clearing Hampshire before me. How is that possible ? Six pubs a night for a week, I guess. I picked Fareham as our Friday night base. You’ll be devastated to know we stayed in a Greene King hotel, one… Continue reading THE FAREHAM MICROPUB BEER GLASS THAT WILL CERTAINLY DIVIDE OPINION
WHEN IN LEWES…
Last Saturday saw a concerted attack on the south coast, now safe a week after the CAMRA folk left Eastbourne having agreed that Life Members were leeches/freeloaders or something. Good work, as well as the Tand’s excellent campaign to require price lists in pubs. I’m sure some members will have taken the train to Lewes,… Continue reading WHEN IN LEWES…
SURREY HAS FALLEN
I really didn’t want to write about Reigate. Much better you read BRAPA (here). “I don’t know if rain is particularly acidic in Reigate” wrote Si in 2020, and I’ll leave it there. Mrs RM groaned when she heard we were finishing Surrey in its dullest town (and I’ll defend Redhill, just make me), but… Continue reading SURREY HAS FALLEN
CHOBHAM WITH AN “H”
I always despair at the lack of geographical knowledge of the UK by us Brits. Listen to the BBC coverage of County Cricket and marvel at the BBC Yorkshire correspondent who has never heard of Bewdley, or the Essex correspondent wondering where Aigburth is. And you must NEVER ask a Londoner where The North starts*.… Continue reading CHOBHAM WITH AN “H”
STONEHENGE, SHEERAN, GANTRY SIGN ACROSS THE SWAN
GBG pubs near Stonehenge are a rarity. Of course, such is the traffic on the A303 it’s not actually possible to get to Stonehenge, never mind the treasures beyond (Yeovil) unless you left 3 weeks ago. See “Notes From A Small Island” for more detail. They should knock down these silly stones that serve no… Continue reading STONEHENGE, SHEERAN, GANTRY SIGN ACROSS THE SWAN
