It feels like only a fortnight ago I was in Selby trying to scratch that irritating North Yorkshire itch and leaving feeling frustrated. Actually, it was only 14 days ago. My original target on the trip home from Durham was an equally irritating pub in the slightly better known county town which will remain nameless.… Continue reading SELBY – IN THROUGH THE OUT DOOR
PUMP & RUB, THE PUB IS THE HUB
Two more to finish the night in Chester-le-Street for you. It’s a hard place to describe. But pictures often help. A lovely/lively scruffy town of 24,227 souls that looks to Durham City for shopping and high culture in the Station House ,but always returns for the cheap beer and county cricket and Clems. Duncan and… Continue reading PUMP & RUB, THE PUB IS THE HUB
A “STAYCATION” IN CHESTER-LE-STREET
PARENTAL ADVISORY : CONTAINS NORTHERNERS It’s been a great week for pub bloggers. Life After Football celebrated 3 years of Midlands magic with a dull Pedi in a place you’ve never heard of, BRAPA completed the whole of Stockbroker Surrey before all the pubs are locked down again, and Citra actually found an open micropub.… Continue reading A “STAYCATION” IN CHESTER-LE-STREET
CONSETT – THE CORBY OF THE NORTH
A real gem next, as I whizz you through a chaotic Wednesday, Sadly, I’ve just deleted my exemplary notes from the phone, so I’ll just have to make it up rely on the photos. What a joy to find a place in the new GBG I’d never heard of. Not even capable of being marked… Continue reading CONSETT – THE CORBY OF THE NORTH
IS THIS THE WAY TO BARNARD CASTLE ?
Six to do in the Durham chapter (vague reference to my last tick on Wednesday night) of the Guide, but three of those are micros so, oh you guess the rest. A second campervan trip to Durham in July, saving me the extortionate B&B charges in honeypots like Chester-le-Street and Barnard Castle, which is… Continue reading IS THIS THE WAY TO BARNARD CASTLE ?
BRAIN LICKING IN WETHERBY
Wednesday means wandering, and a withering retiredmartin made it to Wetherby* in 2:30 hours before needing a “comfort break”. Wetherby hasn’t given me any new GBG ticks for a decade. And, like 99.7% of the other problems in the world today, that’s all the fault of Leeds. Not just the damned United version, either. As… Continue reading BRAIN LICKING IN WETHERBY
BREWDOG’S BEAUTIFUL BROCCOLI
The campervan is getting me out and about as I knock off the required 399 runs ticks in GBG20. If I had a mechanical liver like BRAPA (369 pints in Surrey this week) I might even have finished the Guide before the 2021 edition emerges in, er, May 2023. But with our house on the… Continue reading BREWDOG’S BEAUTIFUL BROCCOLI
LEOMINSTER GOES CRAFT (SORT OF)
Back in Leominster, changes happens slowly. It must be hard being Leominster, even with the marvellous revitalisation of the Chequers, last year’s tick. 25 minutes up the A49 you have the pashminas and prettiness of Ludlow, 25 down the road you have Barrels and a giant map. But with a squint and a bit of sunshine… Continue reading LEOMINSTER GOES CRAFT (SORT OF)
MONKLAND CHEESE MEMORY JOGGER
Sorry, that pic is clickbait. I didn’t actually pop in Leominster’s Black Swan for a pint of Bass Carling. Their house beer is Swan Amber, which is nothing to do with the Proper Beer made in a factory in Wolves. We were in Leominster (again) because it had a car park we could stay overnight… Continue reading MONKLAND CHEESE MEMORY JOGGER
BISHOP’S CASTLE – A FINE OFFA
The second new GBG pub on our trip was what we tickers call “an irritating b****r“. Not just because Bishop’s Castle is tucked so far away from civilisation (well, Newtown). I just KNEW we’d been in the Castle Hotel before; we must have done the whole town (1,630 souls, six pubs, 347 coffee shops) back… Continue reading BISHOP’S CASTLE – A FINE OFFA
