IT’S A BRAPA WORLD AND WE’RE JUST LIVING IN IT

On my imaginary desert island (probably Foulness Island in Essex) I’d swap the Shakespeare for the GBG and have a constantly updating BRAPA blog. I might even have time to read BRAPA rather than just looking at the pictures. Luckily Matthew pays more attention than I do; And produced the startlingly good cover for this… Continue reading IT’S A BRAPA WORLD AND WE’RE JUST LIVING IN IT

NO DISPOSABLE CAMERA **** IN THE DARTON TAP

In case you’re alarmed, the **** is BRAP, whose Adventure rather ran to ground in the Darton Tap in January, when a lack of careful planning meant a trip to a South Yorkshire chemist as humiliating as the one taken by Suggs in “House of Fun”. The results were hilarious. In honour of that classic… Continue reading NO DISPOSABLE CAMERA **** IN THE DARTON TAP

STALKING BRAPA IN HIPSTER YORK

Simon reported his Sainsbury delivery van was on the way, so once he’d unpacked the Scandinavian avocado and Grimsby quinoa he’d be ready for a pint at somewhere new and exciting over the river. Simon lives in the hipster quarter (over-40 section) of course and would normally have been found in the Forty-Five Vinyl Cafe… Continue reading STALKING BRAPA IN HIPSTER YORK

SHAFTESBURY – GOLDEN PUBS ON GOLD HILL

Two pints down for Si, and a dead pub in the bag, with no discernible alteration in the BRAPA mood. Child Okeford was five minutes up the road, noticeably hillier as we got into Cranborne Chase territory.  Si became animated as we drove right through the village without spying the Saxon Inn, which I assured… Continue reading SHAFTESBURY – GOLDEN PUBS ON GOLD HILL