A year ago I had my last pint in a Proper Pub, without check-in, sit down, follow arrows and the horror of table service. Days before I’d been in Milton Keynes Spoons at 10pm, where I sensed we were at the end of “normality”, if normality and Milton Keynes can ever really be used in… Continue reading 15 MARCH 2020 – MY LAST “PROPER” PUB
Tag: Bewdley
HUNTING HIGH AND LOW (FOR DICK & DAVE IN BEWDLEY)
A post for two-thirds of my American readers. And all of my A-Ha fans. I should like to see the Venn Diagram for those two populations. I pursued Dick and Dave to the George in Bewdley, hoping in vain to use up some of my Quarter 4 Spoons Vouchers. Even the appeal of Tally Ho… Continue reading HUNTING HIGH AND LOW (FOR DICK & DAVE IN BEWDLEY)
THE WORCESTERSHIRE WAY
Bewdley is more than basic ex-Banks pubs; it’s like a Georgian Barmouth by the Severn. On 2016’s summer day, the riverside was packed with day-tripping Black Country folk enjoying chips and beer by the river. On the walk to the Rising Sun an old couple stopped us on a junction to enquire about a good… Continue reading THE WORCESTERSHIRE WAY
BANKS’S MILD IN BEWDLEY
Exam results are out today, with my son’s Maths and Sciences results (well done James) reminding me of my own prowess. Physics CSE Grade 4 means I should know there’s water in beer, even if I don’t know whether the notation is h2o or co2. As should be obvious by now, my lack of analytical… Continue reading BANKS’S MILD IN BEWDLEY
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