October 2023. Hitchin, Herts. Yes, finally into October, and an immediate return to the new GBG for an unexpected entry in That Hitchin. We were married in Willian, lived in Letchworth and Hitchin for a decade, endured (well, Mrs RM did) the birth of James at Stevenage Hospital and I’m sure, sure, I visited ALL… Continue reading HITCHIN HERTS MY EARS (Queens Of The Stone Age’s fault)
THE (PARLIAMENTARY) TRAIN BEER
September 2023. Brigg. 150 minutes in Brigg. Six (6) pubs. No food. Eight post. £1 return fare. Not sure I’ll be heading back there annually, unless Will insists, and I don’t think I missed a lot, apart from the chippy, and a few keg pubs. Talking of which, the Woolpack, and the Dying Gladiator both… Continue reading THE (PARLIAMENTARY) TRAIN BEER
IN THE DOGHOUSE, UNEXPECTEDLY
September 2023. Brigg. What Pub told us there were four cask pubs in Brigg. We found those, and an unmarked craft bar, AND a genuine real ale bar. The Doghouse, at the Exchange, seemingly Brigg’s premier coaching house, had also escaped the attention of What Pub. Till now. It’s a smart old place, with big… Continue reading IN THE DOGHOUSE, UNEXPECTEDLY
BUT IS IT CRAFT ?
September 2023. Brigg. Homeward bound, like Simon & Garfunkel in Widnes. 12:30pm. Our Gang of Four Parliamentary trainsfolk had done the four cask entries on What Pub for Brigg, but regular reader Axholme Rob had alerted us to a genuine, recently opened craft bar, and given CAMRA’s new love for keg this had to be… Continue reading BUT IS IT CRAFT ?
FRUIT FLIES
September 2023. Brigg. 12.10 pm and our fourth pub of the day. Alan Winfield would be proud. Mrs RM had been in the Yarborough Hunt at noon, reserving us the best seat in the house, and clearly being tolerated long enough to be allowed a pint. The Yarbs, as absolutely no-one calls it, impressed me… Continue reading FRUIT FLIES
REUNITED IN THE LORD NELSON
September 2023. Brigg. Our Gang of Four had arrived in Brigg at 11.07 and within 50 minutes had a third pub under our belts, with the only return journey to Sheffield only an hour and a half away. Mrs RM charged off over the river to the “smart pub”, I joined Will and “Jeff” for… Continue reading REUNITED IN THE LORD NELSON
ONE BEER IS PLENTY…
September 2023. Brigg. This mini-post brought to you via “tethered wifi” (idk) on the bumpy bus from Belgrade to Tuzla. Pub 2 of our 50p each way rail trip to bucolic Brigg, a second of three (3) pubs before noon. As Duncan noted, Brigg (pop. 5,000 odd) is quite a large town to be deprived… Continue reading ONE BEER IS PLENTY…
In Brigg Spoons, Mrs RM finally realises that “Beer Tastes Better In A Pint Glass”
September 2023. Brigg. I forgot to tell you something last time. The journey from Sheffield to Brigg cost 50p in their flash sale. Talk about rip-off Britain. And I had a seat. Don’t ask Will what he paid, but he’s probably got used to paying over the odds now Luton Town are Premier League. Our… Continue reading In Brigg Spoons, Mrs RM finally realises that “Beer Tastes Better In A Pint Glass”
THE PARLIAMENTARY TRAIN TO BRIGG
September 2023. Brigg. 2.5 hours in Brigg ? That’ll be seven (7) posts then. On the Thursday I took Dad for a drive round the lesser-visited Fen east of Ely, taking in Shippea Hill, the least used railway station in 2015-16 (12 passengers in a year). The very next day a hardy group comprising Will… Continue reading THE PARLIAMENTARY TRAIN TO BRIGG
WARBOYS !!! WARBOYS !!!
OK it’s not quite the Duran Duran “classic”, but it’s what came to mind arriving in Warboys so I’m using it. The Durannies, of course, inspired other pub blog titles including “New Spoons on Monday“, “Notorious (opening times)” and “Girls on Film (Angry Babe remix)”. They haven’t made a great record since 1993, which is… Continue reading WARBOYS !!! WARBOYS !!!
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