While BeerMat presses on with west Leicestershire and its old coal mining town boozers, I get gastro pubs in the land of Barbour and Branston pickle. It’s about time the Saddle got into the Guide; it’s a virtual Beer guide desert in the famous A607/A606/A47 triangle. Quite hilly around John O’ Gaunt, and I gave… Continue reading BAR-BOUR LAND
OLIVES IN A TEA CUP IN KIRKBY-IN-ASHFIELD
Last stop on the Mini Midlands Micro tour was in Kirkby-in-Ashfield, the “edgy” bit of Mansfield and a regular stop for GBG visits over two decades. Sadly, George’s Tradition chippy seemed to have given way to an inferior copy, though you can’t complain at £3.70 for fish and huge pile of chips to last you… Continue reading OLIVES IN A TEA CUP IN KIRKBY-IN-ASHFIELD
HUCKNALL – BEER & SKITTLES
I’m driving BRAPA round the hard-to-reach pubs of the Cambridgeshire Fens on Saturday; “Whittlesey, little to see” is my suggested blog title. I’ll probably leave Si to his own devices this time, rather than distracting him from pub hubbub by pointing out how difficult West Oxon ticking is going to be. I can always count… Continue reading HUCKNALL – BEER & SKITTLES
WOMEN IN LOVE (WITH MICRO MURK)
The posts keep coming, but the beer dried up for me. After the usual IKEA drama (dropped cushion cover or something), I bravely volunteered to let Mrs RM do the tasting while I did the note-taking. Being a self-taught beer smellier, I know how to score a beer purely by sniffing it. The next… Continue reading WOMEN IN LOVE (WITH MICRO MURK)
HARDY & HANDSOME – KIMBERLEY KICKS ON
I’m afraid the title is the best thing about this post from a frustrating afternoon in industrial Notts. Alan Winfield would have appreciated it, albeit horrified by the unfettered growth in micros. After Manchester I spent 3 days throwing things away while Mrs RM did company accounts and tax returns. She was ready for an… Continue reading HARDY & HANDSOME – KIMBERLEY KICKS ON
A NIGHTCAP
So, only three of us standing at the end of MancCrawl 2018 in the backroom of the Circus. Quite how Paul persuaded me into the Grey Horse (as well as the Lost Dene for breakfast), only he knows. Never try to keep up with the Stafford Mudge. But it was only half six, my bedtime… Continue reading A NIGHTCAP
LINING ‘EM UP IN THE CIRCUS
I’m not quite sure why the Circus was my Pub of the Day; the cumulative effect of beer, the quality of the pubgoers or the free pork pies. The company was still high quality, but Joan and Dave and Tom had left us then, showing wisdom beyond their age and nationality. The Two Mudgies (repeats… Continue reading LINING ‘EM UP IN THE CIRCUS
FROM BEERMOTH TO BRITON’S PROTECTION
A nice picture of US Dave (related to Gary “US” Bonds no doubt) to lead the next instalment of Manc March 2/1/19. Theoretically the half-way point, which we reached a mere half-hour behind schedule. The “Trad” group had gone on ahead to the Turk, leaving their calling card on the lamp post. We had time… Continue reading FROM BEERMOTH TO BRITON’S PROTECTION
JOAN & DAVE’S MANC CRAFT DISTRACTION
A reminder of our itinerary for conquering the historic pubs of central Manchester. There’d already been a swap between the LT and the H&H. Somehow, Joan, Dave, Luke and I never made it to the Lower Turk for the trad bitters. Instead, we made a slight detour so Dave could see the joys of… Continue reading JOAN & DAVE’S MANC CRAFT DISTRACTION
ANGELS & DEMONS
We were drinking at a moderate pace (by Mrs RM standards), and it was a quarter past one when we arrived at the Angel. Last time here I was here 5 years ago I met Mrs RM after a Dzeko goal had seen off Crystal Palace at the Etihad. Where did it all go wrong… Continue reading ANGELS & DEMONS
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