Into Day 2 of our Romania roaming, and still no new Good Beer Guide ticks. Famed pub visitor and alleged GBG completist “Pubmeister” seemed unaware of the secret overseas Guide entries that Mr Protz would occasionally insert in the Guide to maintain interest. These entries are only revealed by a sticker in the window, NOT… Continue reading Slow Train To Ploiești
A CULTURAL DIVERSION
Part 3 of the Romanian diaries, resuming from where we left off last night with Imperial ****, which impaired our abilities to find the nearest pizza outlet not one jot. Ciao Napoli is the Bucharest equivalent of those kiosks you get as you stumble out of Oxford Street tube; except the pizza slices are… Continue reading A CULTURAL DIVERSION
BUCHAREST – BEER O’CLOCK & THE IMPERIAL ****
It’d be fair to say that Bucharest isn’t the most naturally beautiful European capital city, though I’ve yet to get to Vaduz so I can’t give an authoritative ranking. But Park Cismigiu is a delight, even if there’s not locals selling horse kebabs and foaming lager for 50p a pint as we’d been led to… Continue reading BUCHAREST – BEER O’CLOCK & THE IMPERIAL ****
NO REST FROM BREW IN BUCHAREST
Well, this is embarrassing. Two nights in Bucharest with Mrs RM and I seem to have a hundred pictures of modern bars and ancient buildings; where’s the graffiti, dereliction and donkeys ? Frankly, I could have been in Manchester Brew Dog, or the Port Street Beer House, if they’d decided to halve their prices overnight.… Continue reading NO REST FROM BREW IN BUCHAREST
BAR FLIES & MONKEYS
A scientific analysis of this blog reveals the most popular posts to be; a) The one where I travel three hours to find the pub unexpectedly closed. b) The one where I (or Dick) tries to take a duff pint back. c) The one set in the heart of Woollyback country (west of Salford). d)… Continue reading BAR FLIES & MONKEYS
GIDEA PARK – REDEMPTION AT BALGORE’S BEST KEBAB
At times this blog reads just like a diary. Oh, it is. If only Pepys had had micropubs and kebabs to write about rather than sermons and domestic incidents. Back to Gidea Park, It hasn’t changed much since my visit last year, the residents will be delighted to hear. Sadly, that lack of change extends… Continue reading GIDEA PARK – REDEMPTION AT BALGORE’S BEST KEBAB
TUT ‘N’ SHIVE
A sedate start to our evening in Doncaster, though emerging from the Alehouse we were alerted to a couple snogging (polite term) up in the scaffolding above the market place. Never change, Donny. So what cultural diversions does this capital of Yorkshire hedonism offer the intrepid traveller. Well, mint Prosecco for a start. I’d forgotten,… Continue reading TUT ‘N’ SHIVE
FROM PYJAMAS TO DONCASTER IN 3 HOURS
It was 4pm last Saturday. Mrs RM had just driven back from picking up her new motor (4 wheels, black) in Car Shop Northampton, where numerous enthusiastic young men had been attempting to talk to me about car stuff. Matt was still in his pyjamas when we got home. “Dad, where’s Doncaster ? Loathe and… Continue reading FROM PYJAMAS TO DONCASTER IN 3 HOURS
LEICESTER – BAPS, BROOOD & BRUMMIES
My annual GBG trip to Leicester, always a joy despite what BRAPA says about the city. He’s just sore that they’ve stole the Tigers moniker he wants for his silly football team. While in town I spent an hour trying to buy Romanian draculas (sp), so thanks to eurochange Haymarket who came up trumps at… Continue reading LEICESTER – BAPS, BROOOD & BRUMMIES
HEADLESS GORILLAS AND HIDDEN DOOMBAR IN GREAT GLEN
More Leicestershire thrills, as I make a first ever stop in Great Glen, named after the lesser known Sex Pistol or possibly the better known Squeeze(r). All of you know where Great Glen is, so I’ll spare you the map. Just another stop off the A6 between Desborough and Leicester. Oh, go on then. I’d… Continue reading HEADLESS GORILLAS AND HIDDEN DOOMBAR IN GREAT GLEN
retiredmartin 