On one day I singled-handedly saved pubs in Warrington, Bromborough and Runcorn. Think what I could do to Carluke and Wythenshawe if they had any GBG pubs to save. It seemed like only yesterday since I’d been staring at Runcorn‘s glorious chemical works, but in fact it was August when I stood across the Mersey… Continue reading A WESTON POINT WONDER – ONE BEER IS ENOUGH, FOR ALL OF US
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THE OLD CODGERS MAKE AN ADDITION TO THE GANG
Do keep up at the back. Official Pub No. 3 on the Macc Attack came via the underpass to Park Lane, after a quick stop to admire the Pie Maker. Some local school children had been roped in to design some graffiti tiles so that you lingered in the underpass, rarely a good idea. I… Continue reading THE OLD CODGERS MAKE AN ADDITION TO THE GANG
“Mug or straight glass, gents ?”
Our lunch stop, curated by Mudgie, took us outside the comfort of the Guide and the craft bars that have sprung up in Macclesfield to lure away half of our party. We were saving the Castle till last, and headed into the part of town with most lunch options. Very quiet for a Saturday, and… Continue reading “Mug or straight glass, gents ?”
SNEAKING A PEAK AT GBG22 IN THE WATERS GREEN TAVERN
Let’s get on to the Macclesfield Meander then, starting at the Waters Green Tavern. Possibly Macc’s best known pub, the one that for years declared “We are NOT a free house !” in Opening Times. There’s nothing wrong with belonging to a (good) pub chain, you know, as we’ll see later. Now, if you want… Continue reading SNEAKING A PEAK AT GBG22 IN THE WATERS GREEN TAVERN
SUPER MACC – THE SET UP
Next up, on a gloriously sunny Sheffield day, a trip to Macclesfield. For the first time ever, a trip south to Macc. I’d actually suggested an Old Codger Proper Day Out to Macc, mainly on account of the Bass in the Jolly Sailor, but I also fancied lugging my brand new GBG round loads of… Continue reading SUPER MACC – THE SET UP
CHESHIRE DINING PUB
What with the climate crisis and Covid variants and Spurs finding form the world is a scary place at the moment, according to Mrs RM, who has been off on a trip round the Antrim Coast before it disappears. While she was gone, I made myself useful by making some headway with Cheshire. SOME of… Continue reading CHESHIRE DINING PUB
TOUGH CHOICES IN NANTWICH
I actually wanted to use “Which sandwich in Nantwich ?” as the title. Indeed, my choice of lunch in Chatwins was the most problematic decision during my trip. I joined a queue in the market place for the iconic bakery, a queue that stretched across the road and into Crewe (that rhymes as well) by… Continue reading TOUGH CHOICES IN NANTWICH
BASS IS BACK IN BOLLINGTON
I’m afraid this blog is a bit pub-heavy at the moment, lacking those in-depth appraisals of the art, architecture and artisanal pizza of our UK towns. My recommendation is Jane Stuart’s review of her trip to Bristol this weekend, which will guide you to the best cask, Colston (statue) and Bristol Rovers condoms. It’s a… Continue reading BASS IS BACK IN BOLLINGTON
“THIS is what beer should taste like, son”
“I’m famished” said Matt. Yes, it would have been a good idea to eat before starting a session. But as Pub Curmudgeon has noted before, Stockport is a bit lacking in culinary options (particularly on a Monday with the outside dining only restrictions), and top cafe Where The Light Gets In was unexpectedly closed following… Continue reading “THIS is what beer should taste like, son”
HIS FIRST PINT OF UNICORN
Matt was impressed with his first adult experience of Stockport, but now it was time for his first pint in the pub capital of the North. The Angel, my GBG newbie, was shut, despite PROMISING me the night before it’d be open. A gaggle of Old Boys gathered outside the market hall, comparing scowls of… Continue reading HIS FIRST PINT OF UNICORN
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