MUNDY BOIS, MONDAY JOY

I’m struggling to find much to whinge about at the moment, what with good beer in London, sunshine in Stockport and micropubs opening when they say they will.  I’ll hope for worse tomorrow. Monday opening, or lack of it, has been a reliable source of gloom over recent years, making Sunday overnighters just that bit… Continue reading MUNDY BOIS, MONDAY JOY

KENTISH TOWN THE EASY WAY – VOL 1

Suddenly I understand what Dad’s Taxi means. First an escort for my youngest to the glitz of Covent Garden to see “An Inspector Calls” (quite brilliant, apart from the legroom) at the Playhouse last Thursday. You may be impressed to hear that; My son asked if I’d like to tick off a pub before the play. I said… Continue reading KENTISH TOWN THE EASY WAY – VOL 1

A STOCKPORT STAGGER – SKINNY LATTE VERSION

A Friday night pub crawl in the Stockport rain has few cultural equals, even without the frisson of excitement that comes with a venture into the wild suburbs. Another night in Stockport, another new hotel too, with the southern Premier Inn scoring highly on cheery staff, less well on Wi-Fi, and providing a view of more underrated Stocky… Continue reading A STOCKPORT STAGGER – SKINNY LATTE VERSION