If you folks only knew the effort that goes into these blog titles. I bet you think I just buy BRAPA cast-offs or something. I notice that I’ve just got a Twitter follower from Maidenhead. In the event they can read, I’d like to welcome them to the blog and draw their attention to the… Continue reading BABY WE WERE (HAR)BORNE TO RUN
Tag: Birmingham pubs
A JEWEL IN THE JEWELLERY QUARTER
Only one more post then it’s the big trip to Aberdeen, which is more than a succession of Brew Dogs. The Jewellers Arms has generous opening hours, but being a few minutes from Burning Soul, which doesn’t, I’d been saving it up. I didn’t have high expectations, having had my share of disappointments with Black… Continue reading A JEWEL IN THE JEWELLERY QUARTER
BRUMMIN’
The train from Stechford to Brum drops you in the centre of “New” New Street Station, an unfortunate place to be dropped. For the third time in a row I failed to find the exit, wandering aimlessly past Leon’s and Five Guys and Prets before emerging blinking in Chinatown. So the half hour I’d allowed… Continue reading BRUMMIN’
PHYSICIAN, HEAL THYSELF – EDGBASTON EXCESS
A rare outing for Luke 4:23 on the blog as I return to the UK for those pubs you all love. High tables, foliage, irrelevant tat on the walls. Yes, I’m sure you’ve identified Brunning & Price disease already. A miserable drizzled walk out from confusing New Street Station, but at least I remembered my… Continue reading PHYSICIAN, HEAL THYSELF – EDGBASTON EXCESS
RUIN(ED) IN A DAY – THE NEW ORDER IN BRUM
All good things must come to an end, and so it is that I say goodbye to my Aston Villa supporting followers after that last post. Bye Steve. Digbeth ended with a newbie recommended by Beer Mat, and an old classic. Don’t judge the Ruin by its plush outdoor seating. This was another favourite on… Continue reading RUIN(ED) IN A DAY – THE NEW ORDER IN BRUM
KEEP RIGHT ON TO THE END OF THE ROAD (WELL, DERITEND)
I’d best finish this Digbeth crawl report quickly now, lest my memory fails me completely and I start claiming we saw Pub Curmudgeon drinking craft or something else libellous. Good job I also have Peter Allen’s report to corroborate the detail. We left the Anchor on time, a rarity on these highly choreographed events.… Continue reading KEEP RIGHT ON TO THE END OF THE ROAD (WELL, DERITEND)
A BIG HUG IN THE PUP & DUCKLING
Dickens scholars will know that in 1865, at the age of 53, our greatest fictional author (apart from BRAPA) was involved in the Staplehurst rail crash, after which his writing took a turn for the worse (see: latter chapters of Our Mutual Friend). Now, I’m not comparing myself with Charles D, he was strictly… Continue reading A BIG HUG IN THE PUP & DUCKLING
SOLIHULL PART II – HALTIN’ IN OLTON
I suspect I won’t be getting the honorarium as east Brum’s Tourism Ambassador (that’s Ian Clarkson’s gig anyway), but I do have some highlights from Hours 3-4 of my walk that at least keep Solihull above Maidenhead on my UK Town League Ladders (I’m using the ones from 1980 Shoot ! for this purpose). My… Continue reading SOLIHULL PART II – HALTIN’ IN OLTON
WILD MEN IN THE WILD CAT OF STIRCHLEY
I left the highlight of my recent Brum Boozer Bonanza ’till last. A trip to the home of top Midlands photographer Peter Allen to tick the Wildcat Tap in Stirchley. In a rare moment of fallibility, the Beer Guide map places Stirchley pretty much where Sandwell starts. It would also have been a rare moment of GBG… Continue reading WILD MEN IN THE WILD CAT OF STIRCHLEY
IT’S STARTED AGAIN
A quick post from the train speeding away from Grand Central/New Street, following an excellent day in Brum organised by Pub Curmudgeon. A report on some astonishing pubs, and some average beer to follow. But it had to happen, didn’t it ? Six weeks in, my first “Pub closed when it should have been open”… Continue reading IT’S STARTED AGAIN
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