Two nights of torment back home, then a night out in Sheffield (under the flimsy pretext of seeing if our Undergraduate son was eating well to reassure his grandparents). We tipped up just as the Sheffield United v Stoke game was drifting to a stalemate. Clearly the Potters no longer feel the need to visit… Continue reading £1.65 PINTS IN SHEFFIELD
GHOST SHIP ON THE YARMOUTH COAST
Less talk, more photos this morning. One new pub left in Yarmouth, and a decent walk to take me through the heart of town. Back over the Yare, past the huge grainstore I fully expect to be a micro pub on my next visit. Hall Quay has some great buildings, great beer less so.… Continue reading GHOST SHIP ON THE YARMOUTH COAST
BLOWING BUBBLES OVER THE YARE
New GBG Pub No.2 was very exciting. A trip to the Bridge Over The River Yare, inspiration for the 1957 war epic starring David Niven. More importantly, the first pub in Yarmouth Southtown in the history of retiredmartin. Pint and Pubs ventured here in 2012, before the Beer Guide caught up. I retraced my steps… Continue reading BLOWING BUBBLES OVER THE YARE
“A DREADED SUNNY DAY, SO I MEET YOU AT THE (YARMOUTH) CEMETRY GATES”
Sadly (for me, if not you) loads of Norfolk posts for the next week. If you like Norfolk you probably a) live in Islington and wear a pashmina or scarf or b) are confusing it with the Virginian one. Great Yarmouth isn’t really Norfolk, of course, anymore than Stockport is part of Manchester. I joined… Continue reading “A DREADED SUNNY DAY, SO I MEET YOU AT THE (YARMOUTH) CEMETRY GATES”
OCTOBER ’18 STOCKTAKE + NOVEMBER PREVIEW
Tradition dictates that I bring you my monthly highlights and forward look about this time. Scarily, despite knocking out 60 posts in October, I’ve still got twenty-three reports to bring you from the last week, including one with this little fella. So I’ll keep the awards to the pubs I’ve reported on in October.… Continue reading OCTOBER ’18 STOCKTAKE + NOVEMBER PREVIEW
“BASS ?”
Having dumped BRAPA at Huntingdon station I trudged back to Waterbeach to feed Matt. I have a phobia about being at home at the best of times, but Saturday Night in Cambridgeshire is always an ordeal. But redemption was at hand. @NHS_Martin You won’t have to go far for a few days pic.twitter.com/MmahP4A9t1 — Saimon… Continue reading “BASS ?”
A (PUB)MAN NEEDS A (MER)MAID
It was so much fun being BRAPA’s taxi the other week that I’m going to do it again this Saturday. Come along to Comberton and cheer us on (actually, that’ll be local taxi firms demonstrating against me nicking their business). Pub No.5 for Si was the Mermaid (he was saving the sixth for Peterborough, with… Continue reading A (PUB)MAN NEEDS A (MER)MAID
PHEASANTS AND PEASANTS
Finally on BRAPA A14 2018 (T-Shirts available) we go gastro. Two destination dining pubs in tiny villages just south of the A14 to finish, with the Pheasant in Keyston enjoying an unbroken run in the Guide dating back beyond Cromwell. This was a key target for Si, marking the western outpost of Cambs/Hunts, and frankly… Continue reading PHEASANTS AND PEASANTS
“I’VE BEEN THROUGH THE PUB DESERT FOR A CAT WITH NO NAME”
First rule of blogging. Stick a pub cat in there somewhere. Even if the Landlord can’t be bothered to name it. Simon and I called him Mudgie. Or Madgie if it was a girl, I didn’t look/ask. Pub 3 was the Duke’s Arms in Burton Latimer. My top readers, i.e. the Americans, will remember this… Continue reading “I’VE BEEN THROUGH THE PUB DESERT FOR A CAT WITH NO NAME”
BRAPA AND THE DUKES
I was a bit conflicted on which photo to lead with today. BRAPA’s camouflage shirt that helps him hide from irate microbrewery owners, or this one; Face it, how often do you get the award-winning, flame-resistant Ullage, Quality Street and a Tardis* in the same shot ? Quite simply, the Duke’s Head in Woodford is… Continue reading BRAPA AND THE DUKES
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