FOR 24 MINUTES I’D BEEN DRINKING NEXT DOOR TO EBOR MORRIS MEN

Getting closer to actually meeting the great BRAPA now, so I had my artisan tea/supper (falafel wrap from Harrogate Co-op), finally booked into the Heworth, and did York. York was in the grip of Chris Norman Fever during my visit. Would Chris do the original, or would the chavvy York crowd demand the Roy “Chubby”… Continue reading FOR 24 MINUTES I’D BEEN DRINKING NEXT DOOR TO EBOR MORRIS MEN

MORE TREMBLING MADNESS. AND PLUM PORTER IN YORK.

Next up in York was what we call a speculative pre-emptive (ASP), which I bumbled to via this impressive building. The new, second branch of the House of Trembling Madness would be a shoe-in for the Guide in Yeovil or Yaxley, but in York is has stiffer competition. HoTM (1) was an early indication, along… Continue reading MORE TREMBLING MADNESS. AND PLUM PORTER IN YORK.

YOU’LL NEVER GET BORED IN CHANDLER’S FORD

“I’ve been to Paradise, but I’ve never been to Chandlers Ford” sang Charlene in 1982. But could you tell the difference ? And what’s paradise if it’s not completing the Hampshire section of the GBG ? My first Guide pub in what I’d always assume was a suburb of Eastleigh. The shopping centre reminds me… Continue reading YOU’LL NEVER GET BORED IN CHANDLER’S FORD