If I’ve learned one thing about blogging, it’s that folk prefer misery to happiness. No-one wants to read about a nice pint in Pontypool; they want woe in Watford and micro madness in Margate. So here’s rage from Radnage. Or woe in Wycombe if you like to dump places in their nearest big town… Continue reading A RADNAGE RIOT
Tag: Gastropubs
NO HELLO, NO GOODBYE, NO SPACE AT THE BAR
My trips to Burnley haven’t always been successful, setting aside the 6-1 in 2010. Prosecco preposterousness in Padiham, pole-dancing pubs by the bus station (sorry, no pics) and some drab home-brew from the likes of Reedley Hallows (brewed by Harry Potter). But I admire their dogged if dull football team, and their generous GBG allocation,… Continue reading NO HELLO, NO GOODBYE, NO SPACE AT THE BAR
THE RIBBLE RIDDLE
Before you read the rest of this, can you name the pub chain from the photo above ? Course you can. Especially of I add “random tractor” and “too many pumps“. Anyway, another couple of Lancashire ticks in the beautiful Ribble valley. Loads going on the OS extract below. Witches, hills, a recent National… Continue reading THE RIBBLE RIDDLE
DRAUGHT BASS DRAMA IN THE BRECON BEACONS
If BRAPA ever writes a novel he might well devote a whole chapter to the Red Lion in Penderyn, one of the most bizarre experiences of the year. If Aberdare is a Valleys Leiston, a town tourists avoid completely or stop by to stock up at Lidl, then Penderyn is its Dunwich, a honeypot drawing… Continue reading DRAUGHT BASS DRAMA IN THE BRECON BEACONS
A LOAD OF OLD LACOCK
Three years next month since I started this blog, and it’s pleasing to note that the post titles are getting even worse. So are the pubs that enter the Beer Guide, by and large. But not always. Pub No.2 on the Great Wiltshire Almost Completion (GWAC) of 2018 lies in Whitley, just outside lovely but… Continue reading A LOAD OF OLD LACOCK
WILTING IN WILTS
A short break from Sussex while I attempted to finish irritable Wiltshire. You’ll already know how this one ends (here). Just to be clear, travelling the country, staying in cheap hotels and visiting English pubs (with or without a Chinese takeaway at the end of the day) is an absolute joy. But empty pubs and… Continue reading WILTING IN WILTS
T’OTHER BARNSLEY
Doyen of countless Good Pub Guides, Times Supplements and Pashmina Yearly editions over many decades, the Village Pub finally graces the only book that matters to tickers. So at last I get a trip to the other Barnsley. It’s pleasant, without being an essential stop for those touring the honeypots of north Swindon. The Barnsley… Continue reading T’OTHER BARNSLEY
