A year ago I spent the night before my 54th (which some people would have you believe is extreme old age) in Barrow-in-Furness on Black Eye Friday, to be woken by all of Ulverston at 2.30am by oiks singing “Let It Go”. Memorable times. The temptation was strong to go one better in 2019 and… Continue reading WET IN WORKINGTON…..
Tag: Cumbria
A JENNINGS IN COCKERMOUTH
I’ll take a short break from reviewing the best of the blogs to make some more progress on my own pre-Christmas trip. You can probably guess what highlights are still to come. A reminder of the Grand Tour. I was going to bring you a short report on GBG pub free Wigton but I… Continue reading A JENNINGS IN COCKERMOUTH
FESTIVE FELICITATIONS FROM GREAT ORTON
My second comfort break came an hour or so after my first, on the western outskirts of Carlisle. Ignore the blue line running through the city, it’s not the cask/keg divide. To be honest the Wellington in tiny Great Orton was experiencing a quiet lunchtime, away from the tourist honeypots of Carlisle and the stretch… Continue reading FESTIVE FELICITATIONS FROM GREAT ORTON
STATE MANAGEMENT SURVIVORS
Now Dick and Dave have had their craft fix I can bring you the Proper Pubs in Carlisle. Ten minutes walk up Warwick Road to the Beehive, and a reminder of Carlisle’s leafy charms on the way to Brunton Park. Pubs look great early evening, don’t they ? Shame I rarely go out after dusk… Continue reading STATE MANAGEMENT SURVIVORS
TALKIN LOUD & CLEAR, BUT NOT DRINKING BEER
None of the photos from my next two Cumbrian pubs are that exciting, way the cookie crumbles, so here’s a window from St Peter’s church in Castle Carrock. At least Mark gets an overlooked OMD single in the title. Look closely at the right-hand panel in St Peters and you’ll see “BRAPA casteth out… Continue reading TALKIN LOUD & CLEAR, BUT NOT DRINKING BEER
WOKEN UP ON MY BIRTHDAY BY ULVERSTON OIKS SINGING “LET IT GO” UNDERNEATH MY WINDOW
Ultimate spoiler there. Back to Askham, where the Railway was now open, just before my assumed revised opening time of 5pm. I guess you’d describe this as a traditional all-rounder, the sort of place you find in East Yorkshire village where the guvnor wears a tie and still looks slightly askance at a group of… Continue reading WOKEN UP ON MY BIRTHDAY BY ULVERSTON OIKS SINGING “LET IT GO” UNDERNEATH MY WINDOW
AN INADVISABLE WALK TO THE BLACK DOG
On a roll now, I stopped ten minutes back down the line to Barrow, at Askam (not to be confused with Askham up the road, unless you’re BRAPA. Loads of Beer Guide pubs round here, nearly all remote (compared to Kendall, anyway) and promising much. Starting with the one on Askam Station’s doorstep, which was… Continue reading AN INADVISABLE WALK TO THE BLACK DOG
TOP 100 PUBS – PRINCE OF WALES, FOXFIELD
The Prince of Wales has been near the top of my “Must-Do” list for years; it’s one of the few classic UK pubs I’ve somehow missed, along with Devon’s Crewe Arms (what !) and Lord of the Isles at Renfrew’s indoor ski slope. How exciting to do it on a gray December night the… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – PRINCE OF WALES, FOXFIELD
BARROW & THE BLACK-EYED MAGPIE
Part II of the Great Furness Frolic took me towards Foxfield, via the honeypots (I think that’s the word) of Barrow. What a wonderful piece of Ordnance Survey. You forget Morecambe is a short walk away. But I nearly didn’t leave Ulverston. At the station, guards were forming a barrier to prevent hundreds (I… Continue reading BARROW & THE BLACK-EYED MAGPIE
OLD FRIENDS IN ULVERSTON
WARNING: Mrs RM “fixed” my PC or summat, so I expect this post will come out all wrong. I start my extended series of birthday posts with what can only be described as “a telling off“. Bit weird he’s taken a secret photo of @BigNay_5299 obviously jealous you didn’t invite him #NoMatesMartin https://t.co/TSY2ycVl28 — Harry… Continue reading OLD FRIENDS IN ULVERSTON
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