Yes, it’s time to “clear Norfolk“, as us expert tickers say. A first visit to Diss since the world was a simpler, happier place. Just beyond Star Wing, pleasingly. You’ll know you’ve arrived from the accents. Now Diss is famous for two things. The sausage rolls at D.A, Browne & Son, and the big pool… Continue reading CAN’T TOUCH DISS
TAPS AND TICKS
A dull but necessary post needs some click-bait, and what better click-bait than a badly served Porter confusingly decanted into a Bass glass. This was my 5 litre takeaway from Star Wing Brewery, over on the right side of the Suffolk/Norfolk border. The A143 out from Bury St Edmunds to Diss isn’t a BAD road.… Continue reading TAPS AND TICKS
HERE WE GO AGAIN
We are in Lockdown. I know we’re in crisis, what with Man United about to replace Ole with Big Sam and other important stuff, but your prayers for pub tickers are appreciated. Where will we find blog material for the next four weeks ? Well, I’ve just spent a wonderful day walking round That London.… Continue reading HERE WE GO AGAIN
SLIPPING FROM THE TRUE CASK PATH
One last post for you from a night out in Dereham that ought to feature in the Breckland tourist brochure rather than all those trees. I must be getting old and boring. Four trips to Dereham, four curries in Spice Fusion. “You’re not having Chicken Dhansak AGAIN” you cry. Mrs RM had drunk enough, even… Continue reading SLIPPING FROM THE TRUE CASK PATH
IT’S HAPPY HOUR AGAIN
Curry Charles wanted to call this “Flying Doggy style in the Cock“, but I know children read this (BRAPA for a start) so that can be left for a future pub blogger. Our Dereham evening continued five minutes from the Cherry Tree at the Cock, busiest pub of the night, and possibly the whole of… Continue reading IT’S HAPPY HOUR AGAIN
SO, IS THE CHERRY TREE REALLY THAT SCARY ?
On my last overnighter in Dereham I wrote; If I’d known the “unspoilt” Cherry Tree was as basic as Paul Bailey advises me now, I’d have started there. Finally, on a fourth trip to the capital of “that indefinable bit between King’s Lynn and Norwich” we did the Tree. Perhaps we’d just needed Mrs RM with us… Continue reading SO, IS THE CHERRY TREE REALLY THAT SCARY ?
NO GASTRO HELL, AT THE BELL
We moved on to Dereham, home of Curry Charles and resting place for our campervan on Wednesday night. No ticks in Dereham, with the best pub re-opening too early for GBG21 and the Royal Standard shut. But, hoorah/boo, a new gastropub 10 minutes up the road was new in, open all day, and Charles told… Continue reading NO GASTRO HELL, AT THE BELL
PARSNIPS
I shall not be disheartened. I shall press on. To Wimbotsham. The Chequers was the nearest new GBG pub, 40 minutes north via the interminable roadworks at Waterbeach waste management centre (opened by Kim Wilde). The 30 miles between Ely and King’s Lynn is a bit of a wasteland for Guide tickers, though the newish… Continue reading PARSNIPS
LEIGH-ON-SEA – IT’S LUVERLEY
I spent 10 minutes attempting a witty title and gave up. When the book about Covid is written it’ll say the biggest casualty was the quality of pub blog titles. Perhaps Si will name Leigh with pee and Peterboat with scroat and we’ll be redeemed. Yes, I was following in the steps of the great… Continue reading LEIGH-ON-SEA – IT’S LUVERLEY
OCTOBER ’20 STOCKTAKE + NOVEMBER PREVIEW
Another dull old month, ending with some bad news for your ticker (your Beer Guide completist, not your heart). But at least I made the most of all 31 days in October, and all our vehicles survived their routine services. Will I ever make a visit to Wales, Scotland or the Isle of Man again… Continue reading OCTOBER ’20 STOCKTAKE + NOVEMBER PREVIEW
