CHAUFFEUR TO THE STARS

“Greater love hath no man than this; that he would give up his own ticking time to drive his friends around the pubs of the western Home Counties” At least “psychological support“* was provided as the trips came dangerously close to both Aylesbury and Maidenhead. Another tremendous day for being retired. This was the view… Continue reading CHAUFFEUR TO THE STARS

YOUR PUB TICKING HERO BRAVES BURNHAM

I couldn’t put it off any longer; Norfolk needed to be nipped in the bud (there’s a pun on local CAMRA there somewhere). Yes, I feel the same way about the North Norfolk coast as I do about France. The locals are fine but the (mainly North London) visitors are generally ghastly.  Think of my… Continue reading YOUR PUB TICKING HERO BRAVES BURNHAM

“YOU’RE STOPPING THE OLD BOY GETTING TO THE BAR”

  Yes, still on Bucks, still banging on about barflies.  This one has a cruel twist. BRAPA finished Bucks last year, and has decided he’s not going back till he’s finished the Scottish Islands and Devon, sometime in 2041. That means he’ll miss the joy of Fever-Tree Gastropubs like the Lowndes Arms, which looks like… Continue reading “YOU’RE STOPPING THE OLD BOY GETTING TO THE BAR”