Just to prove I haven’t got it in for Barnsley (as I’ll no doubt need to return for another micro pub visit), I ended the night in Old No.7, which I guess is better than False No. 9 for a pub name. My last pint was either going to be here, in the Cons Club… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – OLD No.7, BARNSLEY
‘TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE BLACK EYE FRIDAY…
‘Twas the night before Black Eye Friday, when all through Barnsley, Not a South Yorkshireman was stirring, even in the Funky Buddha.* A short break from strict the chronology you love to bring you highlights of last night’s entertainment on a wet Thursday in Barnsley. Not my first Thursday in Barnsley, a… Continue reading ‘TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE BLACK EYE FRIDAY…
CHASING BRAPA INTO DENGIE
It was in the Mighty Oak Tap that I checked my Twitter and saw that Team BRAPA was in the area, a mere 12 miles and several centuries away in Southminster. “We should go and say hello” said Mrs RM, who’s always wanted to meet Tom. I tried to explain that Simon would be annoyed… Continue reading CHASING BRAPA INTO DENGIE
MORE MALDON MICROS a.k.a. “THE PUBTICKERS FEAR OF THE TASTING DAY”
With only four Guide entries left in Essex for the year, and the rest of the country impassable due to a half inch of snow, Maldon was the only option for our Saturday by the sea. Mrs RM kindly agreed to join me for beer and chip tasting duties. Maldon is a favourite of… Continue reading MORE MALDON MICROS a.k.a. “THE PUBTICKERS FEAR OF THE TASTING DAY”
CHRISTMAS IN CHAPELTOWN
Look. A visit to a pub so new it’s not in the Beer Guide. Let’s hope it gets in next year, eh ? More towns that Southerners have never heard of. Mind you some of them have never even heard of Stockport, Mudgie. Actually, Chapeltown is an authentic suburb of Sheffield, and at least gets… Continue reading CHRISTMAS IN CHAPELTOWN
AN URMSTON UTOPIA
While everyone else bleats on about Huddersfield and Wigan and Thanet, the real pub action is going on in Nuneaton and Dulwich and Carlisle. And Urmston. A third trip to the outer reaches of Trafford (definitely not Salford, oh no) in a year, after successful forays into Flixton and Cadishead (which is in Salford). With… Continue reading AN URMSTON UTOPIA
HUDDERSFIELD – FROM BASS BARREL TO MAGIC ROCK TAP
I had a 16.30 train from Huddersfield to Piccadilly to catch. My other Guide entry opened at 16.00 and Google Maps said it would take 13 minutes to walk, plus a couple to get through the inevitable ticket barrier hold-up. Which meant I’d got a maximum of 15 minutes at the Magic Rock Tap,… Continue reading HUDDERSFIELD – FROM BASS BARREL TO MAGIC ROCK TAP
TURN A DIFFERENT CORNER
I feel a bit “beery” writing about Huddersfield; wall-to-wall Chinook and Gose and Sorachi blah blah. As you know I don’t do “beer“, but Hudders, as we like to call it, had two new GBG ticks and the cheapest B&B for my latest midweek visit to the Etihad. That B&B is the Ivy Green,… Continue reading TURN A DIFFERENT CORNER
SQUEEZING OUT SPOONS
Five points for the musical reference. Despite responding positively to complaints from CAMRA members about being too cheap and ubiquitous by putting their prices up and closing more pubs than they open, arguments about Wetherspoons continue to be the source of much joy in the blogging world. Or on CAMRA Discourse, anyway. I haven’t… Continue reading SQUEEZING OUT SPOONS
ASTERIX IN WHELPLEY HILL
A last trip to my least favourite county in the Guide, but at least now it’s over ’till next September. BRAPA is taking an alphabetical approach to the Beer Guide, which means the poor sod has to finish off the whole of Bucks before he moves on to the, er, glories of rural Cambridgeshire. Perhaps… Continue reading ASTERIX IN WHELPLEY HILL
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