Where were we ? Simon four pints up/down, with just the bewildering Sixpenny Sods to make his half dozen and reach thirty pubs for the trip. #Legend. Amazingly, Si didn’t ask me to stop as we zig-zagged our way north of the End of the Road site into the heart of Cranborne Chase. Zig… Continue reading SIXPENNY BITS
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SHAFTESBURY – GOLDEN PUBS ON GOLD HILL
Two pints down for Si, and a dead pub in the bag, with no discernible alteration in the BRAPA mood. Child Okeford was five minutes up the road, noticeably hillier as we got into Cranborne Chase territory. Si became animated as we drove right through the village without spying the Saxon Inn, which I assured… Continue reading SHAFTESBURY – GOLDEN PUBS ON GOLD HILL
SQUEALERS IN STOURPAINE
Next stop, dunno. Si scoured his GBG, hideously desecrated with green marker, for pubs open now but shutting in the afternoon. We bypassed the aptly named Blandford Forum, a real ale desert, on the way to Spetisbury. I had no recollection whatsoever of the Woodpecker, and it hardly mattered as we’d missed it by… Continue reading SQUEALERS IN STOURPAINE
TAXI FOR BRAPA – A PASSAGE TO GUSSAGE
“Look at his face ! Just look at his face !” And this was before the Radio Solent superstardom. Wednesday in East Dorset, and BRAPA taxi time. I get to see the impact of six pints on the human body, and tick some pubs by drinking pineapple juice and the dregs at the bottom of… Continue reading TAXI FOR BRAPA – A PASSAGE TO GUSSAGE
MISSING THE YARMOUTH FERRY
By 6.20pm I was back in Newport Bus Station waiting for the connection back to Yarmouth ferry. The No.7 should have got there by 6.54pm, giving me a mad but successful dash on to the boat (which hadn’t started boarding at Lymington that morning till 2 minutes before it left). We got the learner driver,… Continue reading MISSING THE YARMOUTH FERRY
SUNSET ON COWES
Two more to finish off my first successful incursion into the Isle of Wight since 2008, fact fans. I’m claiming ten ticks, as I actually touched the King’s Head, even though it was closed. With its windy little streets and cosy pubs, it’s easy to see why Queen Victoria warmed to Cowes, turning her back… Continue reading SUNSET ON COWES
THE GURNARD GRIND
Just to prove that “Pub Bloggers Are Good People, Even If Beer People Aren’t“, here’s your hero on Solent Radio this morning, sounding surprisingly sane. Here's @StymieSi on the radio – https://t.co/Fo9HXZHEF6 — Steve Harris (@SteveHarrisDJ) February 18, 2019 Simon recounts the joy of a three hour trip to a closed pub in Chaldon Herring,… Continue reading THE GURNARD GRIND
FUGGLE-DE-DUM
Greetings from Seaforth, the fag end of Bootle, and a place where my nearest entry on What Pub is called the “Cock & Seamen“. Clearly a Captain Pugwash theme bar. Two more decent GBG pubs in Newport (Isle of Wight) for you, enjoyed a little too quickly if I’m honest. One was a micro, one… Continue reading FUGGLE-DE-DUM
NAMING THE ’66 WORLD CUP WINNERS IN NEWPORT
Too many photos to stick in one post, and almost too much to report from the double decker pub trip from Freshwater to Newport. All I’ll say is, make sure you grab a seat toward the back of the top deck.if you ever catch the school bus on Wight. Teenagers told tales of mixing a… Continue reading NAMING THE ’66 WORLD CUP WINNERS IN NEWPORT
THE WIGHT STUFF
After that false start in Yarmouth, the Isle of Wight belatedly yielded up its pubby pleasures. They don’t come cheap. £4 minimum a pint, plus £25.10 for the train/ferry and £10 for the buses. I suppose someone has to pay to sharpen those needles. First up, Freshwater, a solid but plain village to embody… Continue reading THE WIGHT STUFF
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