Thursday, 8am. Bideford let you lie in till 10 with the overnight ticket, so I did, before deciding to stay another day, just like in the East 17 Christmas Number 1 (not US). Who wouldn’t like to wake to views like this ? I made myself a coffee and remembered not to spray the campervan… Continue reading A CREAM TEA TICK IN ILFRACOMBE
Tag: Devon
BRINGING THE LONDON PLAGUE TO EX39
Bideford Town FC looked gorgeous as I arrived back at my campervan. One last pint ? Steer clear of Spoons, till the last night at least. Lacey’s Ale & Cider House sounds like a Beer Guide place, doesn’t it ? It even doesn’t sell Doom Bar, which is always popular. “Pint of Old Appledore please”… Continue reading BRINGING THE LONDON PLAGUE TO EX39
NORTHAM – BURNLEY TATTOOS IN DOOM BAR’S PREMIER STOCKIST
Have I shown you this OS extract before ? Very useful. Take a look at that built-up area between adorable Appledore and bucolic Bideford. That’s Northam. No, me neither, but there’s 7,489 souls here. That’s more than Waterbeach. Only one (very non-GBG) pub though. I make that one pub per 17 people but Russ will… Continue reading NORTHAM – BURNLEY TATTOOS IN DOOM BAR’S PREMIER STOCKIST
APPLEDORE – A LITTLE DEAL ?
Yet more, Appledore. With an hour’s walk back to the campervan and a serious chat with Baa Baa Toure ahead, I thought I’d better spend ten minutes writing off the village as the Aldeburgh of the West or something. But it was enchanting, and surprisingly normal. The Royal Plaice combined deep fried haddock and Doom… Continue reading APPLEDORE – A LITTLE DEAL ?
APPLEDORE, NO BORE
Next up on Wednesday night a lovely straightforward downhill walk and a straightforward Proper Pub at the end. Blistering heat, but that only spurs me on, and now I see I made Appledore in 47 minutes rather than the hour plus suggested by a sluggish Google Maps. At the top of the hill the village… Continue reading APPLEDORE, NO BORE
WELCOMBE HOME, WELCOMBE
I’m thinking of starting a Peters & Lee* fan club you know. It’ll really wind up all the Tull and Coldplay and Zappa fans who read my blog. I could give free membership to folk who join the Doom Bar NBSS 4.5 club. Welcombe (pop 187) was my introduction to the delights of Devon, though… Continue reading WELCOMBE HOME, WELCOMBE
THE TORTOISE BEATS THE HARE IN LEWDOWN
18th January 2020 I hope these dates I’m sticking up help in your appreciation of my epic journey. Once I finish the Cornwall trip there’s just a write-up of a messy 3 days in West Yorkshire and Manchester and I might just finish that in time for the January Stocktake but don’t set your clocks… Continue reading THE TORTOISE BEATS THE HARE IN LEWDOWN
A TON OF FUN IN TIVERTON
15th/16th January 2020 Day 1 of the Cornish Road Trip, and an overnight stop minutes off the M5 in Tiverton. You could do Cambridge to Falmouth in a day, but then I’d not get to visit any Devon pubs, and mine and Simon’s attempt to get Devon taken out of the GBG is off to… Continue reading A TON OF FUN IN TIVERTON
BE MORE KIND (TO TOTNES)
I pray I have no readers in Totnes, which may just have edged out Maidenhead as my least favourite place on earth. I’d say it’s my Bete Noir but I can’t find the button to put the little hat on the first “e“, and I know how you fuss over such things. Three weeks ago… Continue reading BE MORE KIND (TO TOTNES)
A TEIGNMOUTH TRIBUTE
Last up in Teignmouth was the “community” pub. Every proper small town has a place like the Brass Monkey, along with the “beer” pub like the Anchor and a Conservative Club playing Madness hits. And a Spoons with palm trees on the roof top, of course. The Jolie was well named, and heaving, and… Continue reading A TEIGNMOUTH TRIBUTE
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