Sod Mikkeller (till tomorrow), sod strict chronology. I’m taking a short break from “foreign correspondent reporting” to tell you how wonderful Carlsberg is, when you get plied with it for free. A fuller review of Latitude can wait till tomorrow, but here’s all you really need to know about that ; If you’re living in… Continue reading CARLSBERG – PROBABLY THE BEST BEER IN A GIANT FIELD NEAR IPSWICH
MIKKELLER AT THE FUN FAIR
Denmark Day 2 – a trip up the coast to Bakken, the world’s oldest amusement park. Back in 1583, just before craft beer was invented, when the major amusement was the beating of critical pub bloggers, often called Simon. On the way we stopped at Hellerup for Experimentum, and to admire the original Tuborg plant,… Continue reading MIKKELLER AT THE FUN FAIR
LORD NELSON, COPENHAGEN
Having just told the estimable Scott that Dublin is more pubby than Copenhagen, here’s a series of reports on bars that were as good as anywhere, even if they lacked old blokes and falling over drunks. The Lord Nelson is tucked just off the main shopping streets between the Tivoli and Nyhavn, but has the… Continue reading LORD NELSON, COPENHAGEN
THE HARVEY’S DRINKING WELL IN COPENHAGEN
Having survived war-torn Hamburg (reports to follow), I should have been prepared for a trip to Latitude near Southwold. Nothing can prepare you for the horror that is Waitrose-in-a-field. “Sod Mikkeller, try the cask in Charlie’s Bar” wrote Scott, the Dutchman with his finger in the dike, trying to keep out the flood of cask.… Continue reading THE HARVEY’S DRINKING WELL IN COPENHAGEN
CRAFTY BURGERS IN VALBY
Part 1 of a series of indeterminate length, covering my road to near financial ruin through Copenhagen, Lubeck and Hamburg. On possibly our last family holiday while our children can still stand us, we flew to Denmark with Ryanair. Approaching 100 flights with Ryanair, and never late. Mr O’Leary is obviously keen to please British travellers… Continue reading CRAFTY BURGERS IN VALBY
BUNDOBUST AND HOOKWORMS
Most of my trips to Manchester coincide with City ball retention exercises at the Etihad so it was a treat to catch the world’s greatest city in the Summer. Not that it ever actually rains in Manc, despite what you might read on some London-based blogs. Just into the Manchester International Festival, the city new and old… Continue reading BUNDOBUST AND HOOKWORMS
NO WHOOSH ! IN WREXHAM
Regular readers will know how much I love Ember Inns and modernised gastropubs, so imagine my deep joy at finding a new GBG specimen of each just outside of “Wonderful Wrexham” . I’m saving that blogpost title for a visit to their next Guide newbie, probably something called Honky Tonks offering “live” Wrexham Lager. Wrexham… Continue reading NO WHOOSH ! IN WREXHAM
PUB SURVIVORS IN RHOSLLANERCHRUGOG
A few short posts to wrap up a successful incursion into North East Wales (an entirely GBG construct), as you can see here; Looking at the gaps, you may surmise I’m leaving the best ’till last, and you’d be right. I’ll be off to Rhyl for it’s wonderful sunsets and famed professional drinkers later in… Continue reading PUB SURVIVORS IN RHOSLLANERCHRUGOG
TAKING COURAGE IN CONNAH’S QUAY
Greetings from riot-torn Hamburg, the new centre of the unintentional street art world. I had a car that looked like that once. Perfectly driveable. I can’t wait to write up this Scandi-German trip, but still a few proper pubs to tell you about first. Into Wales, almost as foreign a trip as BRAPA flying into Cornwall… Continue reading TAKING COURAGE IN CONNAH’S QUAY
FRODSHAM FROLICS
You think of something that goes well with “Frodsham”. I couldn’t. It seems only last Summer I was in Frodsham. And indeed it was. Spookily, I finished the Cheshire GBG entries for 2016 here as well, albeit on a disappointing note. If I’d followed my instincts to pop in Kash 22 last August, I’d have saved… Continue reading FRODSHAM FROLICS
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