SUCCUMBING TO CARLING IN THE DESI PUB

“That’s not Carling !” I can hear the pedants shout. But I bet Peter Allen, South Birmingham Carling Drinker of the Year 1996, spotted it, presented in misleading glassware aiming to cash in on Coors sudden popularity amongst hipsters. I’m surprised my faithful army of pedants didn’t jump in to shout “Oi, you’re in Tipton,… Continue reading SUCCUMBING TO CARLING IN THE DESI PUB

BULL & BLADDERED

There. Got your attention now. An official “Classic Pub” that no-one will argue with. The walk there from Dudley town centre won’t feature on many “classic walks” though. It’s easy to romanticise the Black Country, but the A4036 is not a road for the romantic.  A succession of industrial estates and power tool outlets, it’s… Continue reading BULL & BLADDERED

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