Mum and Dad celebrated their Diamond Wedding Anniversary today. They had a nice card from the Queen, though I know they’d have preferred a Chinese takeaway from Chung Hwa with me and Sis; that’ll have to wait. There won’t be a (belated) celebratory pint in The Sun. Mum’s not a Pub (Wo)Man, and probably doesn’t… Continue reading 60 UP
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WELCOME BACK TO SPOONS (YOUR VOUCHERS ARE STILL VALID)
A few thoughts on the New Normal for pubs, and where better to see it yesterday than in Blyth Spoons. I was always going to start back at Spoons after seeing these tweets; And those were the nice ones. This was re-opening day, of course, so you might not get the queues on your visit,… Continue reading WELCOME BACK TO SPOONS (YOUR VOUCHERS ARE STILL VALID)
BLYTH SPIRIT
What a wonderful day. Pubs are back, there’s another tick in the Guide to pink in, and I have more evidence that Doom Bar is the connoisseur’s beer. But what about Blyth itself ? Last month I gave you memories from the Spartans’ finest hour, but failed to give you a feel for the town.… Continue reading BLYTH SPIRIT
YES, CLIVE, IT WAS WORTH THE WAIT
“So, was it worth it ?” says Clive, of my 4 hour trek up the A1 and restless night in a campervan surrounded by dogs and doggers in Cramlington. Four hours to stand in the rain and queue for the Wetherspoons to open. I wasn’t even first in line at 7.45, 3 lads buzzing about… Continue reading YES, CLIVE, IT WAS WORTH THE WAIT
THE EVE OF DESTRUCTION
It’s here. I haven’t been so excited since the 13th May 2012. And we know how that ended. Today is the day we’ll see “carnage”, a “bun fight” “Sodom and Maidenhead” rolled into one. If you listen to the BBC, most of whose reporters consider the Ivy to be their ideal pub. Well done to… Continue reading THE EVE OF DESTRUCTION
HAIL THE MIGHTY SPARTANS
Some of you (all called Paul) have principles, and will be continuing their boycotts of Wetherspoons when pubs eventually re-open. Even if it’s only Spoons that re-opens. I don’t have the luxury of principle; some of my remaining 400 ticks (probably 300 by the time Lockdown lifts) are Timbo emporia. Like the Wallaw in bucolic… Continue reading HAIL THE MIGHTY SPARTANS
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