Ten minutes on the train from Ayr (£3.60 return) you’re in the UK centre of geriatric golf, the sort of place my Dad would have retired to a decade ago if my Mum had ever acquired a taste for deep-fried haggis. The links golf courses along the west coast of Ayrshire are still the major… Continue reading TRICKY TROON & THE DEAD JELLYFISH
Tag: Boozers
ANNAN’S CARLING T-SHIRT WINNERS
It took a while, but the overloaded Taylor Campervan finally rumbled in to Scotland on Saturday morning, resisting the urge to stop in Gretna and renew marriage vows over a pint of Youngers Scotch or whatever folk do there. Instead, we stopped for a GBG tick lunch stop in Annan, a place that had long… Continue reading ANNAN’S CARLING T-SHIRT WINNERS
SOMETIMES, ALL I NEED IS THE (WESTBURY PUB) AIR THAT I BREATHE
Highly tempted to skip the next two Wilters, because not much happened (Russ “Does it ever”). But as Maslow said, self-actualisation comes from doing your blog in the correct order and writing witty comments under photos. And it may give you the chance to berate me for slagging off a pub you like. I start… Continue reading SOMETIMES, ALL I NEED IS THE (WESTBURY PUB) AIR THAT I BREATHE
THE THREE HORSESHOES, ECTON – SURVIVING ON BEER, BANTER AND BAPS
On to Ecton. No, we’d never heard of it either. Excitingly placed between Wellingborough and Northampton, it’s a tiny village somehow managing two pubs, one of them a “contemporary restaurant“. There’s villages three times the size locally that can’t manage one. Ecton is very quiet on Sunday lunchtime, I presume everyone is at Billing Aquadrome, doing… Continue reading THE THREE HORSESHOES, ECTON – SURVIVING ON BEER, BANTER AND BAPS
HARVEY’S AT ITS BEST
While in Brighton I was lured into a pub I’d been in before, which is quite a testament to the attraction of a boozer at dusk. The Mitre at the top of North Laine isn’t by any means the only traditional-looking pub in the City, which seems to value pub heritage better than some. The… Continue reading HARVEY’S AT ITS BEST
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