I assume you’d want to see a bit of my Grand Tour of Essex, in which I deposit your pubbing hero (above) at the door of a boozer while locals stare, take his photo, and return 27.5 minutes later to see his level of deterioration. No ? Tough. I took him round four pubs about… Continue reading THE ONLY WAY IS ESSEX (TAXI FOR BRAPA)
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JUST CHAMPION
You left me at 21:30 outside the Champion of the Thames on Cambridge’s once-mighty King Street, hoping I might nab a table and ensure BRAPA could have a pint in the city’s most proper of Proper Pubs, Is there anything more gorgeous than the light from within a Proper Pub ? Someone came out, I… Continue reading JUST CHAMPION
CAMBRIDGE AWAITS BRAPA
The first weekend of July; I visited my parents to make sure they’d got enough garden tools, had the obligatory Crispy Beef from Chung Hwa, and sneaked out like a naughty schoolboy to meet BRAPA when they’d gone to bed. Talking of Crispy Beef, Cambridge has been celebrating its bovine heritage (visit Midsummer Common or… Continue reading CAMBRIDGE AWAITS BRAPA
STALKING BRAPA
At 56 (I know, you’re shocked), you shouldn’t really run for your train after five pints. Equally, after five pints in 3.5 hours you should really call it a day and be grateful that the water features at Sheffield Station are still turned off as they spread Covid. But I’d been made aware that the… Continue reading STALKING BRAPA
OTLEY APP-ENINGS
You left me admiring Simon’s certificate of vaccination, which will allow him to jump the queue to get in Surrey’s micropubs, ahead of all those 20-somethings who throng Haslemere Hop Haus and Dorking Draft Dorm on a Saturday night. Surrey can wait, on Monday I was “Taxi for BRAPA“, taking the great man round the… Continue reading OTLEY APP-ENINGS
PLAYING DES WITH BRAPA
Enough about me propping up the Timbo profits; it’s time for BRAPA. In his landmark post on pub ticking last week Simon told us; “Next weeks outdoor April 12th re-opening will bring some limited localised joy shivering under the snowy umbrellas of York’s Fox and Golden Ball, but BRAPA will not recommence until I can… Continue reading PLAYING DES WITH BRAPA
LOCK UP YOUR CHEESE SAUCE – BRAPA IS BACK
I sometime think this blog operates merely as a fan club/agent for BRAPA; “Boy, did you read BRAPA tonight ? He’s on fire“ “Is BRAPA OK ? It’s been SO long“ “Should I contact the RSPCV ?, Colin looks maltreated“ Anyway, he’s back, treating us to a detailed analysis of the tickers’ art last night… Continue reading LOCK UP YOUR CHEESE SAUCE – BRAPA IS BACK
YOUR 2020 BRAPA WOTSIT-FREE HIGHLIGHTS
There’s too many pub blogs these days, really. And they’re all REALLY good. These days, we even have virtual pubbing where Blackpool Jane pretends (I hope) to visit every Shrewsbury craft bar for a pint and a pie before the football. It’s brilliant. But we’ll never tire of BRAPA. I promised him I’d do a… Continue reading YOUR 2020 BRAPA WOTSIT-FREE HIGHLIGHTS
A WALTZ ROUND THE WALDEN
More local tourism for you, as I again head outside the comfort zone of my home county, and explore posh Essex. Saffron Walden is SO posh that BRAPA had to leave after disgracing himself at the local primary school in 1984 (see below). Here’s where Simon used to keep his collection of Beer Guides in… Continue reading A WALTZ ROUND THE WALDEN
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
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