Christmas Eve 2023. Tonbridge. You learn something new every day. On Christmas Eve I learnt my two sons were quite capable of choosing a third Tonbridge pub of the night without my steer, though the only possible reason for picking the Station House would have been that it was there. Unmistakably a Craft Union place,… Continue reading TONBRIDGE’S BRO-COUNTRY PUB
Tag: Craft Union
NORWICH’S GARDEN HOUSE – IS THIS REALLY A CRAFT UNION PUB ?
November 2023. Norwich. Less than 2.5 hours to tick four pubs, get lost, find a tasty tea and rush for the train back to Ely. Right, let’s walk. Norwich is a Fine City, and a Great Walking Town (just stay clear of the unexpected red light district just west of the station across the river… Continue reading NORWICH’S GARDEN HOUSE – IS THIS REALLY A CRAFT UNION PUB ?
ONE BEER IS PLENTY…
September 2023. Brigg. This mini-post brought to you via “tethered wifi” (idk) on the bumpy bus from Belgrade to Tuzla. Pub 2 of our 50p each way rail trip to bucolic Brigg, a second of three (3) pubs before noon. As Duncan noted, Brigg (pop. 5,000 odd) is quite a large town to be deprived… Continue reading ONE BEER IS PLENTY…
NO ROOM TO SQUEEZE (IN) THE GRAPES
Back from Wark (I think it’s still Friday), via the wonderful looking pubs of Acomb and Humshaugh, where Mrs RM had kindly acted as my DES 3 years ago when she did a stint working up the A68 in Scottish Borders Council. Being a kindly person, I let her have an hour recovering in the… Continue reading NO ROOM TO SQUEEZE (IN) THE GRAPES
BUNNYHUGGIN’
You left me in the middle of Barnsley, wondering where the toilets had gone. No, I didn’t head down Dog Lane; I’m not a savage. Instead I headed to one of a paltry number of town centre pubs with a garden. Note how Google Maps obscures the photo of William Shakespeare on the Craft Union… Continue reading BUNNYHUGGIN’
DOWN TO THE RIVERSIDE
EVERY PUB IN SHEFFIELD ON FOOT No. 4 – Riverside, Hillsborough Day 3 of reopening week, as excited as ever, and an afternoon trip to the Hillsborough Spoons. Closed! Despite a massive garden, little local competition and a loyal septuagenarian fan base, the Rawson Spring seems to have timed its latest refurbishment entirely wrong. “That… Continue reading DOWN TO THE RIVERSIDE
SLIPPING FROM THE TRUE CASK PATH
One last post for you from a night out in Dereham that ought to feature in the Breckland tourist brochure rather than all those trees. I must be getting old and boring. Four trips to Dereham, four curries in Spice Fusion. “You’re not having Chicken Dhansak AGAIN” you cry. Mrs RM had drunk enough, even… Continue reading SLIPPING FROM THE TRUE CASK PATH
HITCHIN CRAFT UNION CONSPIRACY SPECIAL
My first post from Hitchin met with some kickback by other people who couldn’t get away from it quick enough. So I’m back, bringing you more reports from the cutting-edge of craft beer. In some towns (Stockport, probably) there’d be a hipster with a microbrewery under every one of those canvases in the market square.… Continue reading HITCHIN CRAFT UNION CONSPIRACY SPECIAL
LEAVING THE BIG ISSUE IN THE WELLINGTON
Still in Ilfracombe. The Quay was TOO busy; the Old Town deserted. Cheered, I bought Big Issue for £3, Jarvis Cocker making his 317th appearance on the cover of that highly readable paper. For the first time, closed shops and pubs outnumbered the open ones. A shame, as Fore Street is marvellous, and I’m sure… Continue reading LEAVING THE BIG ISSUE IN THE WELLINGTON
PUMP & RUB, THE PUB IS THE HUB
Two more to finish the night in Chester-le-Street for you. It’s a hard place to describe. But pictures often help. A lovely/lively scruffy town of 24,227 souls that looks to Durham City for shopping and high culture in the Station House ,but always returns for the cheap beer and county cricket and Clems. Duncan and… Continue reading PUMP & RUB, THE PUB IS THE HUB
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