COCONUTS

  A short diversion from chronology, though I only now need to bring you up to date with my “Birthday Bonanza” in Cumbria and Manchester, which will probably only take me three weeks with a bit of discipline. Having failed to make it to the Ruislip micro pub on Christmas Day due to the in-laws… Continue reading COCONUTS

A BLUE CHRISTMAS (WITH GREEN MARKER) ON MILL ROAD

Back at Taylor Towers we let BRAPA score our tea-making and showed him the plaque commemorating his previous visit. Being a nice chap he’d bought me a present that I unwrapped immediately, being anti-Christmas. Wow.  Bass ashtray and beer mat.  Stolen from Bridlington, no doubt. Mrs RM told work to “Do one” for the afternoon… Continue reading A BLUE CHRISTMAS (WITH GREEN MARKER) ON MILL ROAD

MILTON, MINOTAURS AND MASTERMIND

One of my favourite reads is Paul Bailey’s Beer Blog, mainly because he gives us so much context to his pub visits we get a real insight into his family dynamics. I particularly enjoy the posts about his foreign trips with his son Matthew (a charming lad) and Paul’s determined (doomed ?) efforts to convert… Continue reading MILTON, MINOTAURS AND MASTERMIND

“HE WAS ALRIGHT WHEN I LEFT HIM”

On to my final taxi duties with the BRAPA Bladder Bender from 3 November (yes, I’m that far behind) and only right I start with the Gents at the White Hart in Great Staughton. I’ve had the front seat of my Aygo forensically examined and can confirm the great man did make it, just, to… Continue reading “HE WAS ALRIGHT WHEN I LEFT HIM”

LITTLE GRANSDEN’S CHEQUERS – THE GUIDED TOUR

Pub No.2 on the BRAPA bender (for him, not me) was a bit special. Unexpectedly so, despite the Chequers’ 437 years in the Beer Guide, the legendary Fish & Chip Fridays and the announcement of its place in the CAMRA Pub of the Year finals. I’d been a couple of times and thought it was… Continue reading LITTLE GRANSDEN’S CHEQUERS – THE GUIDED TOUR

SEVEN PINTS LATER – BRAPA IN ST. NEOTS Part 1

Ain’t he cute ? Seven pints later, he looked like this; If that doesn’t put you off real ale, nothing will. Now you know the truth. I only give BRAPA lifts so I can plough the rich seam of blog material he leaves us. Not that I looked any more fresh-faced after two diet lemonades… Continue reading SEVEN PINTS LATER – BRAPA IN ST. NEOTS Part 1