TWO PRESTON CLASSICS AND A MICK’S CHICKEN TIKKA

Once you start you can’t stop. After the Orchard I should have gone straight to Mick’s Hut for the curry and called Mrs RM to report on Matt’s Move. But you can’t walk past an open door, can you ? Particularly this one; The Black Horse has perhaps the most recognisable bar front on Pub… Continue reading TWO PRESTON CLASSICS AND A MICK’S CHICKEN TIKKA

FAKE CIDER HAND PUMPS TO KEEP THE DOOR CLOSED

Driving BRAPA around is a bit like rubbernecking, waiting for the pints to kick in around the 3rd or 4th pub.  Of course, you’d never see me in a state like that. But he’s always so polite and cheery, at least until the micro pub decides to take the month off and not tell anyone.… Continue reading FAKE CIDER HAND PUMPS TO KEEP THE DOOR CLOSED