A last pub in Bristol for Monday night, leaving an irritating loner a couple of miles to the north-east to do (Duncan will have been there before breakfast). The Crofters Rights (YOU argue about apostrophes) is an entertaining walk to Stokes Croft, the east Berlin of the West Country. It’s good to see the Hillgrove… Continue reading BIG STINK MUSIC NIGHT IN BRISTOL
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DATE NIGHT
No, not me. Are you daft ? Some of these posts are taking longer to write than I spent drinking in them now, though you may be interested to know the Brown Bear effort was knocked out in (literally) ten minutes in the McDonalds at East Markham on the A1. And it showed. I’m… Continue reading DATE NIGHT
4 CHEERS FOR BRISTOL BEER FACTORY
I finally get to the main purpose of my trip. New pubs in Bristol and Duluth’s finest noise merchants Low at Bristol Trinity (I should leave the music reviews to Matt). On the 16.28 train from Bath Spa (devoid of incident, sadly) I got into a mild panic as the closing hours at the Bristol… Continue reading 4 CHEERS FOR BRISTOL BEER FACTORY
PERFECTING THE DRAIN POUR
It gives me no pleasure to bring you diary extracts recording my adventures in dull or undrinkable beer this summer. Not much pleasure, anyway. Better news is on the way; everything I drank in Blackpool last night was cool and tasty last night, even in the recently maligned Pump & Truncheon. High turnover is… Continue reading PERFECTING THE DRAIN POUR
MUMS WHO CRAFT
Bristol’s suburbs take a bit of getting used to, which I like. Better to be lost in a dangerous part of town than to know where you are, any day. It turns out the Greenbank isn’t actually in St Pauls, it’s in Easton, or possibly Stapleton Road, where I get off the train. Anyway, this… Continue reading MUMS WHO CRAFT
HELLO CHUMS
Next up, a Bristol micro. Yes, another one. Micros aren’t just for run down seaside towns, you know. Chums is in the heart of gentrified Redland, Bristol’s Gwydir Street . Stockport has no equivalent, though “Where The Light Gets In” may be the equivalent of Redland’s famed “hunter gatherer” restaurant Wilsons. I love this area;… Continue reading HELLO CHUMS
BRISTOL GBG TO A FINISH (VOL I – VIEW TO A PILL)
Lots of variety now, as I spend a day ticking Bristol pubs on the way to the glory that is completing Gloucestershire for the very first time. One day, BRAPA will know how this feels. Some questions for me to answer; Would I be the only afternoon customer ? (not quite) Would the beer… Continue reading BRISTOL GBG TO A FINISH (VOL I – VIEW TO A PILL)
BRISTOL – SCARY CRAFT BLACKBOARDS, A TAME OTTER
A couple of contrasting boozers to finish off Leg 1 of the Great Bristol Beer Guide Tick Off. One more saunter from Brislington (wherever that is) to Clifton should do it. Those 5 in the Forest of Dean look a bit harder. I nearly didn’t make it to the Volunteer, as a cyclist jumped a… Continue reading BRISTOL – SCARY CRAFT BLACKBOARDS, A TAME OTTER
CLASSIC BRISTOL PUB CATS IN THE LIME KILN
Some decent pubs, great street art, and scary hills in Bristol on our trip. But it was the casual dining that’s really impressed. After those Lebanese tapas and Bus burritos, we had some very cheap Vietnamese grub in Tuk Tuck. Getting lost in Leonard Lane on the way was a bonus. Never make Mrs RM walk… Continue reading CLASSIC BRISTOL PUB CATS IN THE LIME KILN
STOKES CROFT – PROPER RUMPY
I love Bristol. And, like Manchester, it gets better each year. More layers of street art, more new bars and cheap eats, more previously undiscovered little gems. A joy for Corbynistas and unbelievers (says Mrs RM) alike. Not quite great enough to live there (rubbish football), but good enough to cough up for a… Continue reading STOKES CROFT – PROPER RUMPY
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