It’s seven days till we can go INSIDE a pub again, lads and lasses. Trips to the loo don’t count. I need a good term to describe May 17th, really, after the Glorious 12th became such a hit. Kevin Rowland sang about his keenness to return to his local Bearwood Ember Inn back in 1980;… Continue reading SEVEN DAYS TOO LONG
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THE MERRY MONK OF BUXTON
Simon would do this justice, he really would. He’d have got the joy of a pub enjoyed by a diverse society, rather than just middle aged blokes sitting at high tables tapping away on Untappd. But Simon won’t ever come here, because Monk Buxton is a cocktail bar without cask beer that will never get in… Continue reading THE MERRY MONK OF BUXTON
CONSULTING THE MAPS
Pub Curmudgeon kindly reminds me I’m slipping ever further behind, which is encouraging. Even worse, after some over-celebration last night I’m in no frame of mind to write about the next extraordinary Buxton stop just yet. So here’s the rather more straightforward Buxton Brewery Tap, a few yards round from the Crescent in Buxton’s craft… Continue reading CONSULTING THE MAPS
PEAK CRAFT
The normal protocol on these organised pub crawls is that you stick together, suffering the dodgy cask or keg craft, the pashminas and poodles, as a group. Well, stuff that. For a start our two Sheffield stars were On A Mission To Tick, running ahead to later return with tales of “warm Wainwright” and “weird… Continue reading PEAK CRAFT
BUXTON BEGINS WITH BLACK PUDDING & BASS
Wednesday began with a typically healthy Dereham breakfast. Black pudding and white pudding from Bathgate, apparently. Charles knows how to live (B&B from £75pppn). With no comfort breaks or flat whites we drove straight to Buxton. The slog through Lincolnshire but the A617 really is the cruellest road. I gave Charles an unintended detour south… Continue reading BUXTON BEGINS WITH BLACK PUDDING & BASS
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