November 2024. Manchester. Three hours till kick-off on Tuesday night, what on earth do you do in a rainy Manchester to kill the time ? Good idea. I’d actually fancied visiting Mulligans, the “Irish pub” in the Matthew Curtis book, but Matt reckoned it would be packed with Feyenoord fans happy paying £8 for Guinness,… Continue reading ALL THE PUBS IN THE MANCHESTER BEER BOOK – THE CITY ARMS
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WELL, I STILL LOVE THE CITY ARMS
23rd December 2022. Mrs RM eventually turned up at Manchester’s library (the central one, rather than Rylands or Chetham’s), and thankfully hadn’t bought me a Christmas jumper from Primark. Because she’d lost her purse (left it in the car, detail fans). Matt was just about to finish his last cut; Mrs RM had mysteriously lost… Continue reading WELL, I STILL LOVE THE CITY ARMS
TOP 100 PUBS – CITY ARMS, MANCHESTER
Back to Manchester on Thursday for a haircut and a gig with James. Much less depressing than football at the moment. Blackpool Jane will never know the pain of only being six (6) points ahead of the Scouse having played a game more and with a six-pointer to come. We’ll struggle to stay up. While… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – CITY ARMS, MANCHESTER
THE BULLINGDON CLUB
Yes, Oxford. No, not the Bullingdon Club with the pig “menu”. But close enough. First time in our second University city since last year, music not pubs this time. No new pubs, and nothing new in a city centre still clinging to the 1500s. You were hoping I’d go back to the Lamb & Flag,… Continue reading THE BULLINGDON CLUB
IS IT WORTH SUFFERING “SUMMER OF 69” FOR A £1.93 PINT OF BRAINS ?
THAT is the question. Last post from Cardiff, on the first Friday I’ve had there in decades. Quite quiet, I thought. Perhaps they were all watching the egg-chasers at the Arms Park. The City Arms is always packed though, isn’t it ? Actually I couldn’t remember it at all, even though it’s the… Continue reading IS IT WORTH SUFFERING “SUMMER OF 69” FOR A £1.93 PINT OF BRAINS ?
A NIGHTCAP
So, only three of us standing at the end of MancCrawl 2018 in the backroom of the Circus. Quite how Paul persuaded me into the Grey Horse (as well as the Lost Dene for breakfast), only he knows. Never try to keep up with the Stafford Mudge. But it was only half six, my bedtime… Continue reading A NIGHTCAP
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