KESSINGLAND – AN ANTIDOTE FOR SOUTHWOLD

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  I’m enjoying Richard Coldwell’s series of posts on posh Suffolk at the moment, if only as a guide on how to avoid out-of-town Londoners. Richard has recently been braving Southwold , a place where pashminas are required dresswear to enter the pubs and sourdough shoppes, and where Yorkshiremen are heard to groan “‘Ow much !!!”.… Continue reading KESSINGLAND – AN ANTIDOTE FOR SOUTHWOLD

HARDINGSTONE – SMELLS LIKE NENE CABBAGE

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This blogging lark is easy, titles apart.  Whinge about opening hours, eulogise the food-free boozer, judge micro pubs on the presence of a mobility scooter, avoid Sunday lunch pubs. We failed with the last one in Hardingstone, perhaps the ultimate dormitory village for Northampton. You could walk into the county town in half an hour,… Continue reading HARDINGSTONE – SMELLS LIKE NENE CABBAGE

THE THREE HORSESHOES, ECTON – SURVIVING ON BEER, BANTER AND BAPS

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On to Ecton.  No, we’d never heard of it either. Excitingly placed between Wellingborough and Northampton, it’s a tiny village somehow managing two pubs, one of them a “contemporary restaurant“.  There’s villages three times the size locally that can’t manage one. Ecton is very quiet on Sunday lunchtime, I presume everyone is at Billing Aquadrome, doing… Continue reading THE THREE HORSESHOES, ECTON – SURVIVING ON BEER, BANTER AND BAPS

DON’T BOTHER TURNING UP WITHOUT RESERVATIONS

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  After a recent audit, I find my most popular posts are (in no particular order) Those featuring pubs from places cruelly ignored by the rest of the blogging world (come in, Trafford) Posts featuring Pub Cats Descriptions of extreme hardship or disappointment encountered by myself. Here’s another from the third category, though Mentmore is also… Continue reading DON’T BOTHER TURNING UP WITHOUT RESERVATIONS