October 2023. Halifax. I’d actually come to Halifax for a gig, and you’ll be astonished to know this wasn’t a 22 year old Californian singing about duff boyfriends with sportscars. Lisa O’ Neill sings about the Irishwoman who shot Mussolini in the nose, which I guess is a marginally more serious topic, unless you’re a… Continue reading HALIFAX MINSTER – MY FIRST NCSS 5
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YOUR HOTEL RECOMMENDATION FOR HIPSTER HALIFAX
October 2023. Halifax. A night in the craft beer capital of, well, the world I guess, but I was there for a gig of traditional Irish music in a medieval minster because I’m not a hipster. I’d have taken the campervan and saved £65, but Mrs RM wanted to come along so I booked the… Continue reading YOUR HOTEL RECOMMENDATION FOR HIPSTER HALIFAX
PUB MASCOTS HEAD FOR HALIFAX
23rd September 2022. I wondered why we’d spent the previous night in Manchester. Apart from the joy of a morning in the greatest city on earth (sorry, Milton Keynes), obviously. Turns out we were headed out from Victoria (what happened to their new station bar) to the greatest town on earth (sorry, Maidenhead) for the… Continue reading PUB MASCOTS HEAD FOR HALIFAX
NEW ‘FAX EMERGE
Just before we left for Scotland I managed a trip to Halifax, the beer capital of the world. But I couldn’t find my notes, till this morning when I realised that Mrs RM had bought me a new phone for Scotland and my ‘fax facts were on the now abandoned Huawei. But here they are,… Continue reading NEW ‘FAX EMERGE
NO BIG 6 IN THE HALIFAX SIX
You left us at the foot of Upper Washer Lane, about to tackle the colossus that is the Big 6 Inn. But then, like Forrest Gump at Monument Valley, I just stopped. “I’ve had enough” I whined, like a Wokingham wimp. Charles didn’t argue, even though it was a bit like taking him to Downham… Continue reading NO BIG 6 IN THE HALIFAX SIX
HALIFAX – TAKEN TO THE TOWER
Leaving the Lantern as we found it, before Tiffany’s big visit next week, we headed west to King Cross for new GBG tick No.3. Or is it Savile Park ? Or Pye Nest ? Who cares ? It’s a good job Charles just does as he told, rather than saying “Why can’t we go the… Continue reading HALIFAX – TAKEN TO THE TOWER
THREE LITTLE BIRDS IN THE GENTS AT THE LANTERN
First things first. Is that Big Ron ? LifeAfterFootball will know. You left us in the Alex. The Lantern, the sister pub (of course !) was next door. Some CAMRA branches would have called for a taxi. We only vacated the Alex as we’d solved the B****t debate. We entered to the sound of Sinatra,… Continue reading THREE LITTLE BIRDS IN THE GENTS AT THE LANTERN
LACTOSE LOVING CREW IN THE ALEXANDRA
Yes, it’s a desperate title, but you do better. Charles and I headed for GBG pub No.2, a whole 3 minutes from the Chapel, through the admirable Westgate shopping centre. It’s what we call a colourful entrance to the Alex. Inside, one other customer at 4.51pm, and much (very neat) writing on beer boards. As… Continue reading LACTOSE LOVING CREW IN THE ALEXANDRA
HALIFAX GETS A PIECE OF THE ACTION
Charles had never been to Halifax before. I’m not saying that to embarrass him; I’ve never been to Bathgate. He’d been through Halifax, on the way to Hebden Bridge. Apart from the three new GBG ticks, I was keen to show which Yorkshire town starting with “H” is the best. (Hull is a city, of… Continue reading HALIFAX GETS A PIECE OF THE ACTION
THE GRAYSTON UNITY
Last time out in Halifax, the Victorian Craft Café and the Gundog both had that “Wow !” factor you get in 1 pub in a 100, either because a place just looks astonishing or you spot the rare v18 Cloudwater DIPA for £2.95. The Pump Room looked an excellent modern micro, suffering only through being… Continue reading THE GRAYSTON UNITY
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