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
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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
BRAPA DOES IT HIS WAY
Part 2 of BRAPA in the Amber Valley, and my chance to impress me with your musical knowledge. Stop C (where A was the quiche place in Belper) is the award-winning White Hart in Bargate, star of my own blog a mere 14 months ago. It would have been walkable from the Black Bull’s Head,… Continue reading BRAPA DOES IT HIS WAY
TAXI FOR BRAPA ! A BELTER OF A BELPER
Yes, very naff title. I’m tired. I won’t drag this one out (I will). For a start, as DES, I’ve nothing to say about the beers on Si’s Amber Valley Day Out. Though I must say, the water in Belper was better than in Cambridge. And secondly the banter in Belps was so good… Continue reading TAXI FOR BRAPA ! A BELTER OF A BELPER
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
LICKING LAWRENCE DALLAGLIO IN LEVERINGTON
Next stop on the Fens Flyer was Leverington, tantalisingly placed two miles out of Wisbech, and thus far too far for BRAPA to walk. I was here a couple of years ago; At the bar Simon discussed the imminent Cloudwater delivery with our old school hosts. Sorry, wrong pic. At 12.30 we were the only… Continue reading LICKING LAWRENCE DALLAGLIO IN LEVERINGTON
BRAPA AT HIS WHITS-END IN THE FENS
Look at his face ! Yes, here’s our hero, as happy as Frannie Lee c.1975 and he’d only done one pub, the inevitable Whittlesey Spoons. Just imagine what he’ll be like by Ramsey. I woke in Chesterfield, had the traditional bacon and scrambled egg with maple syrup wrap for breakfast at the Flags, and by… Continue reading BRAPA AT HIS WHITS-END IN THE FENS
