Especially for our American readers, this is Trump-inspired global warming in Sussex. 20 degrees Centigrade and still February, gentlefolk in short sleeves, tickers in meltdown.. It didn’t last long, but our early summer brought folk to the coast, staring aimlessly at the sea, debating that cup of tea and a scone, popping in Boots… Continue reading SHOREHAM : SUMMER IN FEBRUARY
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ALL THAT JAZZ
Short posts for a while, getting seriously behind and Aberdeen will make it worse. On to my penultimate East Sussex pub, and thankfully back to a traditional name after all those silly Red Lions and Five Bells. I can assure Mark Crilley this is the only Lion and Lobster in the UK, so I now… Continue reading ALL THAT JAZZ
HOVE’S BLIND BUSKER – A STERLING EFFORT
Three pubs to visit in Brighton & Hove (Albion) to finish East Sussex, so I’d picked the reliable if dingy Travelodge in Preston Park. The walk through Brighton suburbia toward Hove is alternative tourism at its best. On the way I tried to make sure I didn’t hear the City v Chelsea score, as I… Continue reading HOVE’S BLIND BUSKER – A STERLING EFFORT
SUNSET OVER SEAFORD
A lot of pubs in these posts; I must have been in a hurry to finish Sussex. Seaford was the end of the line, so I had 41 minutes to get to the White Lion and back AND find something new and interesting about a town I only visited last June. Excitingly, the White Lion… Continue reading SUNSET OVER SEAFORD
“WARNING: This is a Proper Pub”
Well, we’ll be the judge of that, won’t we ? First stop in Sussex (West) is that intriguing breed, the community-owned pub. Balcombe’s Half Moon could be one of those all-out gastros that guarantee gentkefolk a supply of £7.95 sandwiches, or one of the drinking clubs where middle-class pashmina wearers block the bar and the… Continue reading “WARNING: This is a Proper Pub”
BOUGH BEECH BEAUTIES
Another one Paul will know, one stop (Penshurst) up the line and then a brisk walk. Never heard of Bough Beech either, though clearly the well-to-do diners of west Kent and visitors to the National Trust honeypots of Chartwell and Emmetts know where to get their Prosciutto di San Daniele and Fricassee of woodland mushrooms.… Continue reading BOUGH BEECH BEAUTIES
BONFIRE NIGHT, ST ALBANS – PART I
Having seen how I can stretch out a post where I spend 27.5 minutes in a pub drinking a half of lemonade, you might fear for the blogging generated by a meeting in the home of CAMRA with these pub legends; Roger Protz – the best dressed man in pubdom. Oh, and THE GBG editor.… Continue reading BONFIRE NIGHT, ST ALBANS – PART I
TOP 100 PUBS – ROYAL OAK, BOROUGH
Perhaps not the most surprising Top 100 choice (this is actually No. 3,171) but you’ll know my feelings on London soup, and it’s taken an overdue return to the Royal Oak yesterday to convince me. First time here I’m fairly sure I saw McGrath rip through the England 1st innings on Day 1 of the… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – ROYAL OAK, BOROUGH
NO ROOM FOR CHRIS TAVARE ON THE CRANLEIGH WALL OF LEGENDS
Looking back at two days of Surrey photos, it’s fairly clear the new GBG pubs were decent enough, apart from that first one. Even better, most of them were in places I’d never heard of. And Cranleigh claims to be “nearly England’s biggest village“, which makes my ignorance shameful. Pubmeister may correct me, but… Continue reading NO ROOM FOR CHRIS TAVARE ON THE CRANLEIGH WALL OF LEGENDS
WOMBLES & FORK HANDLES
Nearly caught up now, just a few more London reports to encourage you to book your cheap trains to Kingston to enjoy slow pedestrians and tired beer. Starting with the pub that believes “Fork handles for hand pumps” are a good idea. I guess you can’t expect much from a town that gives you… Continue reading WOMBLES & FORK HANDLES
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