The drive back from Southern Poland to Calais is 14 hours of motorway punctuated by nine McDonalds across five countries. Even on mainly German roads that’s not healthy in a day, so we stopped at another place we’d hardly ever heard of before, halfway between the honeypots of Leipzig and, er, Dortmund. Kassel is, I… Continue reading CIGARETTE SHARING, JAYWALKING KASSEL
CAMRA NEWSLETTERS
I’m up in Stockport tomorrow for City’s New Year’s Day match (moved by Sky to the 2nd of course). While there I hope to catch up with two US visitors who I’m sure will be delighted with the reading matter I’ve collected for their return train trip to Euston. There’s even an Imbiber in that… Continue reading CAMRA NEWSLETTERS
BASS – A RARE FIND
The problem with picking a “best of“ is that immediately afterward you come across one you missed. This from Tandleman really should have been in my Top 10; Like Matthew’s pint in the Hop Inn, I reckon that’s a thing of beauty, particularly as the colours settle in the glass. Pints only, note. The Tand, among others, has… Continue reading BASS – A RARE FIND
A PUBLESS TOWN
Today has been a day to test the boredom threshold of the motorway driver, even if Poland and Germany do allow you that rare luxury of legally driving at 90 mph along their version of the A1/A4. Oddly, I seem to be driving again, and Mrs RM clearly sensed the chance of a last cheap… Continue reading A PUBLESS TOWN
MRS RM AT THE POLISH DISCO
Is that the name of a band ? If not, it should be. I promise this will be my last post from snowy Poland. I’ll be back in Kassel, on the edge of the Ruhr tonight. Any tips welcome. This post is at the special request of Mrs RM, who has become too big for… Continue reading MRS RM AT THE POLISH DISCO
POLISH BOTTLED BEERS, SKIING TEARS
I just read that the thing most appreciated by sodden UK blog readers is reports from exclusive European Ski resorts. Happy to oblige. Actually, there is some footage of my first and last ski lesson, taken by a 15 year old who will never reach 16 if it sees the light of day on his his Instagram.… Continue reading POLISH BOTTLED BEERS, SKIING TEARS
MY TOP 10 PUB PHOTOS OF THE YEAR
Enough of Poland for a while; I’m desperate to be back in England ticking GBG pubs again, and a few old favourites in Stockport over New Year. Talking of which, Stockport’s finest #PubMan has just published his own best of 2016 here. Pub Curmudgeon’s favourite shot, taken in the Hare & Hounds captures many of… Continue reading MY TOP 10 PUB PHOTOS OF THE YEAR
UNDERGROUND IN KATOWICE
Katowice is a big Polish city, perhaps the equivalent of Nottingham in influence, but Middlesbrough in looks. Sadly I didn’t get enough time to compare the emerging micropub scenes. In fact the only beer I saw in Katowice was in a couple of first-rate museums, an area where the city excels, along with modern architecture.… Continue reading UNDERGROUND IN KATOWICE
A NIGHT ON THE TOWN IN MIKOLOW
Our young Polish host had been reticent about a tour of the dumpy male pubs of Laviska Gorne, but jumped at the chance to take us round student Mikolow a couple of miles away. She’d last done the pubs while at college here in the late ’90s, and was keen to see an apparent transformation in… Continue reading A NIGHT ON THE TOWN IN MIKOLOW
IMPERSONATING BRAPA IN POLAND
Our first base in Poland was one of the more unremarkable small towns I’ve stayed in. My teenage son, who’d been before, was adamant* I wouldn’t find anything to write about, and it looked that way when we arrived. I’ve been to Farnworth on a wet Friday in February (the Britannia, Bombardier NBSS 1), and Laviska… Continue reading IMPERSONATING BRAPA IN POLAND
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