ANDOVER – PIGS IN BLANKETS

Yes, this morning I thought you probably needed a picture of oversized ladies underwear in Andover market. Probably a metaphor for something. To prove this blog isn’t computer generated, here’s the result from the Andover etc parliamentary elections overnight. Tells you all you need to know. I arrived in town on Saturday to be pounced… Continue reading ANDOVER – PIGS IN BLANKETS

THE SLOW DEATH OF TUESDAY DRINKING IN ANDOVER

Last year I popped in to Andover at the end of Dryanuary and found it in rude health, at least as far as unpretentious pubs and beer quality go. What it lacks in classic architecture, Andover makes up for in budget hotels, ideally placed on industrial estates and service stations. Sadly the Premier Inn has… Continue reading THE SLOW DEATH OF TUESDAY DRINKING IN ANDOVER

THE WELCOME STRANGER, KIMPTON

I’ve really been noticing the welcome, or lack of it, in pubs recently.  Pub Curmudgeon and Tandleman have both posted on this, and it’s pretty much the main thread through BRAPA. Welcomes, of course, come from both staff and other customers. I’ve had good and bad this week. The bad experience, in a smart Wiltshire town,… Continue reading THE WELCOME STRANGER, KIMPTON

ANDOVER -REFUGE FROM THE BOLLY VALLEY

I visit North West Hampshire quite a bit as it’s on my way to the End of the Road music festival, has good walks in Watership Down territory and is amply supplied with cheapo Travelodges and Premier Inns. Just north of Andover are some of the prettiest villages in the South, including the thatch and stream… Continue reading ANDOVER -REFUGE FROM THE BOLLY VALLEY