I fear that if I fail to give you your daily instalment of “Half A Dozen Pubs…” before midnight then something dreadful will happen, so here’s Dorset. A very lovely county, but not always a great one for pubs, particularly since the fall from grace of a certain pub in Wareham. I’m sure there used… Continue reading HALF A DOZEN PUBS IN EVERY COUNTY. No. 10 – DORSET
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THE TRADITIONAL CRAWL FROM END OF THE ROAD TO THE MUSEUM GAINS A NEW ADHERANT
As you’d expect, I’m a big fan of custom and tradition. I ALWAYS spend exactly the same amount on Christmas presents each year, I ALWAYS forget our wedding anniversary and I ALWAYS go for the strongest beer at IndyMan assuming all thirds are priced the same Yes, I’m a creature of habit. So when we… Continue reading THE TRADITIONAL CRAWL FROM END OF THE ROAD TO THE MUSEUM GAINS A NEW ADHERANT
ENDING DORSET WITH A DOOM BAR BANG
I know many of you were disappointed, nay devastated that I couldn’t close the Devon chapter of the Good Beer Guide with a pint of the nation’s favourite, but I was able to make up for it the next day in Laymore’s Squirrel, at Dorset’s end. I’ve included a helpful OS extract to show you… Continue reading ENDING DORSET WITH A DOOM BAR BANG
TICKING LYME (FASTER THAN CYRILLE OR JOHN) REGIS
In the words of Sonic Youth on the cover of “Goo”*, it was all “whirlwind, heat, and flash” is the Great Summer Tickathon of 2022. Obviously I’m relieved to get the Guide done; I might never have been able to complete ever with family dramas eating into available time. But it did mean I rather… Continue reading TICKING LYME (FASTER THAN CYRILLE OR JOHN) REGIS
TWO SIDES OF BRIDPORT
Two more reports from the Great Sou’wester in July, two more chintzy pubs from Dorset’s limitless collection for you, either side of beautiful Bridport. I love Bridport’s earthy pubs like the Tiger, but that grit disappears pretty quick as you hit the villages like Askerwell. I really only need show you the scatter cushions at… Continue reading TWO SIDES OF BRIDPORT
A GIANT DONGLE
I’ve just had five (5) pints in Derby, four of lovely Bass, so according to MumsNet I will probably become a mass murderer as no-one who drinks more than a half pint in 4 hours is to be trusted. Talking of MumsNet; Curry on toast ! Who’s the madman here ? Anyhow, back to late… Continue reading A GIANT DONGLE
INTO THE PIDDLE VALLEY
A short post, purely for the puerile (and those who like pictures of thatched pubs). As we head into the last week of July a raid into Dorset starts near Puddletown, noted for the famous protests against working conditions 200 years ago. Less well known are the Piddletown Martyrs, a group of heroic pub tickers… Continue reading INTO THE PIDDLE VALLEY
MORE PUBS NAMED AFTER ANIMALS IN GILLINGHAM (not THAT Gillingham !)
More from my massive July West Country Tickathon, and some prime Dylan for you; Possibly US Dave’s favourite Dylan, though personally I prefer the cover version by The Wiggles. Man had to give names to the animals as nearly all of the pubs in Gillingham (Dorset) are named after them; I was only in the… Continue reading MORE PUBS NAMED AFTER ANIMALS IN GILLINGHAM (not THAT Gillingham !)
CHESIL BEACH, FAR AWAY IN TIME
Another top free view courtesy of “Search for Sites“, which had deposited me on the Isle of Portland for the night. Just south of Fortuneswell, home to half the nations top unreconstructed boozers, you can take your pick alongside the campers and white vans and enormous MoHos, one of which was making a valiant attempt… Continue reading CHESIL BEACH, FAR AWAY IN TIME
WEYMOUTH WONDERS
Two new pubs in Weymouth, always a treat, though I never really feel I get to the heart of the place on any visit. The road to the Belvedere actually takes me past an altercation on the seafront. The cause of the commotion turns out to be free candyfloss. What a lovely English seaside resort… Continue reading WEYMOUTH WONDERS
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