STUCK INSIDE OF WHYTELEAFE WITH THOSE MICRO BLUES AGAIN

There is one thing to be said in favour of Whyteleafe. No, two. At least. There’s a decent Travelodge there for £39, and more railway stations than pubs. That’s actually true; apart from the new micro, the sole tavern offers Pride or Bombardier. So don’t go complaining about your own drinking scene. It’s pleasantly hilly, and… Continue reading STUCK INSIDE OF WHYTELEAFE WITH THOSE MICRO BLUES AGAIN

PUB WALKS FROM CLACKET LANE SERVICES

That’s a blog post you don’t see every day, isn’t it ? The Snipping Tool for OS map extracts really works here; you can even see the target “pub” in the top left corner, and you can pretty much follow the green footpath from the Services (blue “S”) up the hill then left to the pub.… Continue reading PUB WALKS FROM CLACKET LANE SERVICES

TOP 100 PUBS – RED LION, STOCKTON HEATH

Good grief, a (very) good Thwaites pub. I quite like the idea of Thwaites, but the execution of their beers often seems a little underwhelming.  A bit like Everards. It may turn out to have been a bit over-generous to give the Red Lion in Stockton Heath a coveted Top 100 place, but I’d certainly… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – RED LION, STOCKTON HEATH

FLIXTON CONSERVATIVE CLUB

If you were designing a Beer Guide entry from hell, a Conservative Club close to the Manchester United training ground in the beer desert that is Trafford would be a good effort. Proximity to the Trafford Centre would seal the deal. Not many Bentleys in Flixton, just a pleasant suburb rejoicing in it’s first Beer… Continue reading FLIXTON CONSERVATIVE CLUB

A PROPER BOOZER IN GINGERBREAD MAN LAND

I’ve been brought to book by the blog police for shameless use of pub cat imagery as clickbait, which is spot on. Of course, I could just walk past the little kittens and resist the urge to snap them for you; think about that. Let’s hope no-one complains about today’s headline image from the King’s Arms… Continue reading A PROPER BOOZER IN GINGERBREAD MAN LAND

PUB PHILOSOPHY IN EVERARDS COUNTRY

First of all, I send my best wishes to Simon Everitt as he attempts the Everest of pub-going that is Aylesbury. Should he not survive, I’d like to register a pre-emptive claim on his marker pens. Safer ground for me east of Leicester, which sounds like a Michael Palin play waiting to be written.  As… Continue reading PUB PHILOSOPHY IN EVERARDS COUNTRY