This post features one of those great “Woman drinks pint of murk” shots that you come here for. All women should automatically be served pints in pubs to destroy the patriarchy or summat. This is Mellards, my FINAL (last) Staffs tick for the year. An easy year for me in Staffs with just half a… Continue reading MELLARDS, M’DUCK
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CHEADLE (NOT THE CHESHIRE ONE, THANKFULLY)
Nothing wrong with Cheadle, Cheshire/G.Manc, of course, it’s almost Stockport. But it lacks the, er, earthiness of the mysterious town in the Staffordshire Moorlands enjoying its first Beer Guide entry for a decade (stat fans). This Cheadle is a workmanlike old mining town whose economy rests on the JCB factory and presumably the need to… Continue reading CHEADLE (NOT THE CHESHIRE ONE, THANKFULLY)
YOUR BEST BET FOR A PINT OF BASS AFTER A DAY AT ALTON TOWERS
Back to the travels, as I tackle the area popularly known as “Posh Stoke”. It’s nearly a decade since I last nearly lost the contents of my stomach (possibly a Balti in Leek the night before) on a ride at Alton Towers called the Veloctitraptor or something. The one that just drops to earth at… Continue reading YOUR BEST BET FOR A PINT OF BASS AFTER A DAY AT ALTON TOWERS
A SEARCH FOR SUPPABLE BEER IN SOUTHBOROUGH
Loads of posts from (checks notes) Alton Towers, Wigan, Darwen, Bodfari, Cambridge, Bridport and Tonbridge to come, but here’s one from this very night, while I remember. All the relevant points of interest there, including Pashmina Pauline Mansions (there’s a new GBG pub in Maidstone, must go). I’ve mentioned Southborough’s Imperial (the ONLY real pub… Continue reading A SEARCH FOR SUPPABLE BEER IN SOUTHBOROUGH
BEER, PIZZA AND FOOTBALL. MANCHESTER IS BACK.
Yes, I know Manchester never went away, but with the return of gigs and goals and gose (never had a gose in Manc but I should), the city is buzzing again. The run-down Victorian buildings never looked so good. And Matt and Emma have moved even closer to Piccadilly, which means if I ever miss… Continue reading BEER, PIZZA AND FOOTBALL. MANCHESTER IS BACK.
RICHMOND – PORK PIES AND BIKERS
Not quite back home, this post comes to you courtesy of my Kentish in-laws internet, as I attempt to catch up with a blog backlog bigger than Bob Dylan’s back catalogue. Not quite as big as Bob’s back pages, but I’d accumulated a fair collection of notes from the last week of August’s trips which… Continue reading RICHMOND – PORK PIES AND BIKERS
MRS RM GOES TO WORK IN A PUB
From End of the Road we made a hurried journal across Cranborne Chase and the famous Zig Zag Road to Shaftesbury. You’ll remember Shaftesbury. In 1981 a giant loaf of bread got stuck at the top of Gold Hill and the entire population of the lower town starved. Mrs RM was doing something called “work”… Continue reading MRS RM GOES TO WORK IN A PUB
A LATE, LATE NIGHT, AND IT’S ALL TIM THOMAS’S FAULT
Greetings from a sunny Larmer Gardens on Cranborne Chase where I’ve reached the end of the End of the Road and the tent is packed. Back to life, back to the reality of ticking again. I told you yesterday I’d managed to avoid the homebrew, and almost made it through to close sober, but for… Continue reading A LATE, LATE NIGHT, AND IT’S ALL TIM THOMAS’S FAULT
BEAVERTOWN BANISHED, COOKING LAGER BOOMS AT THE END OF THE ROAD
I wondered what would happen to my readership if I stopped publishing new content during my 4 day music festival on the Dorset/Hants/Wiltshire border. Pleasingly, still a few people visiting hoping for pics of Old Boys drinking 6X through a straw in Shaftesbury. We’ll have to hope Mrs RM took THOSE photos as she tours… Continue reading BEAVERTOWN BANISHED, COOKING LAGER BOOMS AT THE END OF THE ROAD
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a reminder my blog map will be your essential guide to the UK pubs, graffiti and Chinese takeaways if I can ever be bothered to finish updating it.
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