Tonight’s half dozen comes from a county I only really got to grips with just before lockdown, so most of these pubs have been visited relatively recently. I won’t say these five pubs picked themselves, but there’s a common theme running through most of them you might spot. Falmouth – Seven Stars (last visited 2020)… Continue reading HALF A DOZEN PUBS IN EVERY COUNTY. No. 6 – CORNWALL.
Tag: Cornwall
“That one !”. RANDOM POINTING IN FALMOUTH.
22nd October 2022. I finally summoned the energy to leave the Premier Inn at Helston at 11:17 on the Saturday. In truth if I hadn’t arranged to meet my Sis in Falmouth I might have stayed a third night and started on the Doom Bar at the Beehive, about which What Pub has exceedingly little… Continue reading “That one !”. RANDOM POINTING IN FALMOUTH.
So, IS Helston the new Falmouth ?
Don’t be daft. But I did enjoy the trio of trad pubs accompanying the Blue Anchor back in October, and the beer in all of them was GBG quality (NBSS >3.17). And the seating in the Inn & Still may appal traditionalists but would find favour with art students in Penryn (possibly). To be honest… Continue reading So, IS Helston the new Falmouth ?
BRAPA’S KNEE AND THE DRIPPY DROPPY
21st October 2022. I’m not proud of this, but I spent most of that Friday in bed in Helston Premier Inn. NOT because of the Spingo Special at the Blue Anchor, oh no, it was just things catching up with me. Mainly the trauma of those 10 minutes negotiating the lanes of Constantine and Gweek… Continue reading BRAPA’S KNEE AND THE DRIPPY DROPPY
LEAVING THE TAKEAWAY OUTSIDE THE RODNEY
You left me after two pints, including a Special, in the Blue Anchor, a lovely pub to get tipsy in, even if the ale “tastes like beer used to taste decades ago“. Thanks for that, John. I turned left out of the pub and realised there was (almost) nothing beyond the Grylls Monument. In homage… Continue reading LEAVING THE TAKEAWAY OUTSIDE THE RODNEY
SPINGO’D AT THE BLUE ANCHOR
20th October 2022. OK, your classic pub porn. Because, legally, you can’t stay on the edge of Helston and not visit the Blue Anchor. But also because, and I have to be honest, I wasn’t absolutely sure it was a classic. I tipped up about a quarter to five, the Golden Hour, and got the… Continue reading SPINGO’D AT THE BLUE ANCHOR
A FORTY (40) MINUTE WAIT TO CHECK IN AT HELSTON PREMIER INN
20th October 2022. We pressed on after lunch at Wellington Spoons, reaching my niece’s house near Helston in just under the six hours. For context, I drive ten (10) hours towards Orkney on the journey from Waterbeach to GBG glory. Given the choice, I’d rather drive those six hours on dual carriageways to Cornwall than… Continue reading A FORTY (40) MINUTE WAIT TO CHECK IN AT HELSTON PREMIER INN
THE DAY THAT CORNWALL FELL
I’m still in July, which means when I bring you an excitingly pointless September Stocktake on Friday night (after IndyMan !!!!), I’ll be two and a half months behind. Perhaps my new mission is just to get to Orkney on here, and bring the Blog Map up-to-date. The dash to the GBG finish line was… Continue reading THE DAY THAT CORNWALL FELL
HEY, BUDE
I needed three attacks on Cornwall to finish the GBG entries, due to one of them “not having a chef” and one of them being a micro and all. But at least that micro was in Bude, one of the few UK towns I’d never stopped in. No idea why, I must have whizzed by… Continue reading HEY, BUDE
FIVE STARS IN ST. ERTH
The night before the defining moment of the Cornish Tick 2022, and I decided I’d better spend it in a hotel rather than the campervan, as I wouldn’t want my fellow travellers to the poshest place in the UK complaining about the smell. Cornwall in mid-July isn’t the best place to look for B &… Continue reading FIVE STARS IN ST. ERTH
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