For those of you wondering when you’ll get the chance to read what really happened to BRAPA in the Fens, I’ll be there by tomorrow. First, a foray into northern Derbyshire, one of our most reliably pubby areas. By sheer good luck, my guest house was ideally placed for the new newbies in and around… Continue reading CHESTERFIELD – CROOKED SPIRE, HONEST PUBS
I’m skipping over my 3rd micro pub in a row, not because the beer wasn’t good (the Acorn Porter was spectacular, NBSS 4), or the atmosphere unfriendly (it was great), but because even less happened than in the two in north Barnsley. No sniggering at a failed entrance, no doggie stand-off, no animated discussion about… Continue reading SOUTH YORKSHIRE – A TOP FINISH
And so to Darton, a solid looking bit of north Barnsley that has suddenly sprouted a couple of micro bars to entice you away from the town’s Conservative Club. I’m more than slightly staggered to read the village has a population of 21,345, as many as Bridgnorth and Bewdley combined. It’s seemingly served by… Continue reading BUT ARE YA OPEN ?
Seems I ruffled some feathers by suggesting that Mapplewell was Posh Barnsley, with its £10 burgers, £12 haircuts and pashmina subculture. Clearly only our very own Pauline can definitively call this result, and I’ll be crowdfunding for her to survey the Old Bakery on our behalf. This is a another classy micro bar, some way… Continue reading BELGIAN BLUES AT THE BARNSLEY BAKERY
Some very short posts for you as I have to check out of Halifax’s Wool Merchants hotel soon so we can get soaked finding the Piece Hall. By last Friday James had decided the internet at Taylor Towers was insufficient for his purposes, and I took him back to Sheffield Uni ahead of exams… Continue reading OPENING TIMES HELL IN MAPPLEWELL
A Proper beer blogger would have called this “An Ale In Swale“. But I’m not. The last of the Kent mini-series, which no doubt you’ll be pleased about. Hopefully I can meet up with Paul Bailey in Tonbridge and do karaoke again*. At least the Sun in Bredgar is a Proper Pub, to a point.… Continue reading ANNIE LENNOX IS FOLLOWING ME ROUND KENT
One more round of “Micro Pub Spot The Difference” for you tonight. I certainly failed to distinguish the Old Bay Alehouse from three dozen others in Thanet and Lancashire. Perhaps they should call it something distinctive like Jug & Firkin, Ale Corner or Malt ‘n’ Hops. Still, Birchington is my last tick in West… Continue reading MICROPUB MERRY-GO-ROUND IN BIRCHINGTON-ON-SEA