This is the George, Spaldwick; It’s a lovely pub. And three jolly gentlefolk seemed to confirm its loveliness as they bounded past us on our return from Leighton Bromswold. “If you’re heading for the pub, it’s closed” said Panama hat man, grumpily. And so it was, at 3.15pm on the hottest day of the year. … Continue reading BEE RESCUING IN GRAFHAM
LLAMAS, LACINGS & LAZY DAYS IN LEIGHTON BROMSWOLD
Too far to travel for a new tick, that’ll have to wait till Tuesday in Cornwall, but I DID get Mrs RM to join me on a walk in hilly Cambridgeshire. Honest, hills. Well, close enough. This is the footpath from Spaldwick to Leighton Bromswold, perched on the eponymous high ridge which is a magnet… Continue reading LLAMAS, LACINGS & LAZY DAYS IN LEIGHTON BROMSWOLD
473 PINTS A WEEK
No, not BRAPA’s consumption last week. That’s the claimed sale of cask ale at We*herspoon’s Weepinh *sh in St. Neots last week. I used to pop in this classic gentlefolk Spoons quite regularly for flat whites, Thursday curry and the occasional pint of Saffron (why ?). On Thursday afternoon it was very quiet, the gentlefolk… Continue reading 473 PINTS A WEEK
TOP 100 PUBS – YE OLDE SUN, ST NEOTS
Back in St Neots, I scoured my options for a second pint of mainstream BBB before meeting back at Lidl. Alan Winfield did (nearly) all the pubs in 2016; I’d have liked a pint in a Craft Union in his honour but St Neots CAMRA is still campaigning for one of those. So Ye Olde… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – YE OLDE SUN, ST NEOTS
ST NEOTS, SINGLETS & THE SECRET DOOM BAR PUMP
So, you are no so much a “Beer Blogger”, but a “Pub Blogger” So wrote a venerable CAMRA branch chairman (not THAT one) this week as we amiably discussed good pubs down south. “Pub Blogger” was written in the way you might write “Hull fan” or “Moth botherer”, I thought. It’s Life After Football’s fault.… Continue reading ST NEOTS, SINGLETS & THE SECRET DOOM BAR PUMP
VEGAN BEE DRAMA IN MILTON
My enforced diet has crashed into the barrier that is Rishi Sunak’s “Get Fat for a Fiver“ offer, available Monday to Wednesday in August. With current events preventing me ticking GBG pubs 3 hours away, I’m a bit tied to local pubs (Ugh !), so I might as well see how many folk are flocking… Continue reading VEGAN BEE DRAMA IN MILTON
A TENTATIVE AUGUST PREVIEW
I didn’t do a preview of August when I summed up July. Mainly because Mum was poorly and it looked like all bets were off, but also because I hadn’t even thought about it. In fact, until my Sis asked me about a trip down to Helston this week I hadn’t looked at my diary… Continue reading A TENTATIVE AUGUST PREVIEW
THANKS RISHI, THANKS KIDS
Someone nameless sent me this. Shaming me for going to pubs during a pandemic, even though both the pubs and I are taking all precautions to avoid catching Covid. The world seems equally split between those cautiously re-entering the world and finding comfort in UK hospital deaths falling below 5 a day, and those staying… Continue reading THANKS RISHI, THANKS KIDS
LAUGHING ALL THE WAY TO BIGGLESWADE
More saving pubs outside the GBG, this time aided by trusted Covid data expert and J20 connoisseur James. With my Mum on the mend (thanks for your kind words) but under watch I’ve committed to stay in “the county“. Let’s not argue about boundaries, folks. I was JUST over the Beds border when the ambulance… Continue reading LAUGHING ALL THE WAY TO BIGGLESWADE
THE RETURN OF PUBS
I’m not given to reflection; the blog is first and foremost definitely a pictorial diary of a life well spent travelling. But I need to reflect on the first month since pubs returned, if only to look back and marvel in five years time. Back on Friday the 3rd, the internet was a mix of… Continue reading THE RETURN OF PUBS
