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
Tag: Dorset
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
A DASH TO THE DOGHOUSE
Micros, heh ? They either don’t open at all, or shut when they say they’ll be open, or close before tea time supper, as in the case of Weymouth‘s quite wonderful Doghouse. As ever, pubs can open whenever they like, and I had no excuse for not getting my butler to check their midweek opening… Continue reading A DASH TO THE DOGHOUSE
“So, HAS Swanage changed then ?”. “Enough”.
The Spanish Inquisition lady in Corfe Castle was intrigued by the fact I’d been to Swanage as a chubby 11 year old in THAT summer of 76, and asked if I thought it had changed. “Enough”. “Oh dear” But I wasn’t complaining. Everywhere has to change a bit, or we’d all be drinking mild at… Continue reading “So, HAS Swanage changed then ?”. “Enough”.
NUTS IN MAY – CORFE CASTLE CALLS
The Dorset Dawdle next takes us to Corfe Castle for TWO (2) newbie ticks. How is that possible ? Oddly, the most famous Corfe pub, the one with THE view, isn’t one of them, either. In 2022 you’ve a Guide choice of the British Legion, a smart hotel, and this little gem; The Fox looks… Continue reading NUTS IN MAY – CORFE CASTLE CALLS
IT WAS THE BOURNEMOUTH RUNNER
If you’re running out of patience with this flood of posts be warned; it gets worse. I’m currently sitting in a waiting room at Heysham Port, having just enjoyed a gorgeous longest day on Morecambe Bay. Better than the “longest day” in 1985, when I had to watch Spear of Destiny and U2 at Milton… Continue reading IT WAS THE BOURNEMOUTH RUNNER
LOVELY FLAT BEER IN SUTTON POYNTZ
I had a day off from blogging yesterday, attempting to find something to rhyme with Sutton Poyntz. Best I could come up with was Steffen Freund, but it’s not known that he ever played at Weymouth, unlike Steve Claridge. Here’s your complete guide to Sutton Poyntz. Fascinating, huh ? The OS extract is more fun.… Continue reading LOVELY FLAT BEER IN SUTTON POYNTZ
A RARE MONDAY OPENER NEAR THE CERNE ABBAS GIANT
Not much to say about the Rivers Arms at Cheselbourne, bar the fact it was OPEN on a Monday in September, a period when most pubs move smoothly to “winter hours“. In fact, I’d been surprised to see how many pubs shut up shop a week before on the sunniest Bank Holiday Monday in living… Continue reading A RARE MONDAY OPENER NEAR THE CERNE ABBAS GIANT
STURM(INSTER NEWTON) UND DRANG
Sturm und drang means, of course, “turbulent emotion or stress”, which can’t really be applied to a couple of days in Shaftesbury, but on the other hand I HAD gone six days without a GBG tick which is a desperate state of affairs. Pre-Covid, I’d have come home from End of the Road to find… Continue reading STURM(INSTER NEWTON) UND DRANG
LESSONS IN WHAT’S SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE, IN WAREHAM
If you’re not drinking yourself, one of the great pleasures in life is taking a progressively more drunken human being round pubs, while you observe their behaviour for your own voyeuristic blog. Normally that means BRAPA, but on Saturday I had the joy of watching Mrs RM drink strong beer in GBG entries. The film… Continue reading LESSONS IN WHAT’S SOCIALLY ACCEPTABLE, IN WAREHAM
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