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
Tag: Doom Bar
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
LLAMAS, LACINGS & LAZY DAYS IN LEIGHTON BROMSWOLD
Too far to travel for a new tick, that’ll have to wait till Tuesday in Cornwall, but I DID get Mrs RM to join me on a walk in hilly Cambridgeshire. Honest, hills. Well, close enough. This is the footpath from Spaldwick to Leighton Bromswold, perched on the eponymous high ridge which is a magnet… Continue reading LLAMAS, LACINGS & LAZY DAYS IN LEIGHTON BROMSWOLD
ST NEOTS, SINGLETS & THE SECRET DOOM BAR PUMP
So, you are no so much a “Beer Blogger”, but a “Pub Blogger” So wrote a venerable CAMRA branch chairman (not THAT one) this week as we amiably discussed good pubs down south. “Pub Blogger” was written in the way you might write “Hull fan” or “Moth botherer”, I thought. It’s Life After Football’s fault.… Continue reading ST NEOTS, SINGLETS & THE SECRET DOOM BAR PUMP
SPOONS RATING IN ROYSTON
On Wednesday I took James out for a walk on the heath. None of my readers live in London (they are, indeed, blessed), or they would assume I meant Hampstead. This is Therfield Heath in Royston. I’ve marked the Pig & Abbot, scene of an incident with BRAPA that he kindly omitted from his blog… Continue reading SPOONS RATING IN ROYSTON
YES, CLIVE, IT WAS WORTH THE WAIT
“So, was it worth it ?” says Clive, of my 4 hour trek up the A1 and restless night in a campervan surrounded by dogs and doggers in Cramlington. Four hours to stand in the rain and queue for the Wetherspoons to open. I wasn’t even first in line at 7.45, 3 lads buzzing about… Continue reading YES, CLIVE, IT WAS WORTH THE WAIT
BANBURY CROSS (AFTER A REPLAY DEFEAT)
We hired a skip today and cleared out the garage. It’s essential to keep our property clean so the rats don’t eat the Chinese takeaways I’m going to store in the freezer when Chung Hwa re-opens. That’s what counts as my excitement until tomorrow, when I get to drive somewhere very exciting for exercise. Probably… Continue reading BANBURY CROSS (AFTER A REPLAY DEFEAT)
NATIONAL DOOM BAR DAY
Last Friday I had my first beer since the clampdown. In truth, I only bought that Doom Bar (£2.49, but it’s craft, innit) so I didn’t succumb to the Languedoc-Roussillon Mrs RM was guzzling 2 metres away while I watched Black Mirror (“Hang the DJ“, brilliant). Obviously I can’t provide an NBSS rating for it,… Continue reading NATIONAL DOOM BAR DAY
DOOM BAR RULES IN BANBURY
At times on this site I feel like the nation’s only advocate for Doom Bar, a bit like the only person pleased with the sacking of Gary Monk. But despite two rave reviews for our No. 1 beer last year (Sawbridgeworth and Winchester, fact fans), it’s normally a dull old thing, even in GBG pubs.… Continue reading DOOM BAR RULES IN BANBURY
“£2 A PINT. ALL DAY, EVERY DAY”
How I wish I could find something to rhyme with Oswestry. BRAPA will make up a word that translate into Welsh as something rude. I was here a year ago, rediscovering a town on the rise and proclaiming the Bailey Head one of the pubs of the year. It takes great self-control to avoid a… Continue reading “£2 A PINT. ALL DAY, EVERY DAY”
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