THE LAST ONES OUT OF SPOONS

We pressed on, past a sea of closed pubs (Rising Sun, Nag’s Head) up into Deansgate, a journey rarely made by heritage pub pilgrims. Stopping only in the Lost Dene for a comfort break, we finally found some real heritage. You may mock, but the Moon Under Water was once the biggest British pub IN… Continue reading THE LAST ONES OUT OF SPOONS

ALL IS QUIET ON NEW YEAR’S DAY, A PUB CRAWL IN MANC GETS UNDERWAY

It’s 35 years since I played “New Year’s Day” by U2, and I still can’t be sure about the apostrophe in Year’s. Russ will correct it now I’ve given him editing rights on the blog. I tipped up in Heaton Chapel on Tuesday afternoon having barely had a drop for 5 days, and therefore feeling… Continue reading ALL IS QUIET ON NEW YEAR’S DAY, A PUB CRAWL IN MANC GETS UNDERWAY

ALIVE & KICKING AT THE RUGBY TOWN & COUNTY CLUB

Almost an Associates reference there, which will mean nothing to you lot. Note how I drag you in with a bit of Donnington, too, perhaps leading you to expect another trashing of the Cotswold cod liver oil they call beer. But no, this was a Saturday lunchtime in Rugby, buying those little leads that go… Continue reading ALIVE & KICKING AT THE RUGBY TOWN & COUNTY CLUB