March 2025. Howden. I probably wouldn’t have dragged Mrs RM for a night out in Greater Goole if not for the new GBG entry in Howden, but it always felt like it would get a Guide pub. Eventually. Cobbled streets packed with bistros, Italian restaurants and craft bars, providing an unexpected bounty of Untappd potential… Continue reading IT’S NOT YOU, IT’S US, HOWDEN
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10% IMPERIAL JAKEHEAD IN HOWDEN’S HOP CAVERN
March 2025. Howden. It wasn’t yet 2:30 and we’d already exhausted Howden’s possibilities, from church, to cinema (closed). The market place offie sounded tempting, but instead of drinking tins of Boddington in the park we chose to drink cans of Wylam in the craft bar. A craft bar that What Pub doesn’t acknowledge the existence… Continue reading 10% IMPERIAL JAKEHEAD IN HOWDEN’S HOP CAVERN
A FAILED SEARCH FOR MICE IN HOWDEN MINSTER
March 2025. Howden. If this blog has one objective, bar acting as a diary of my travels so I can prove I wasn’t at the scene of that murder on 7th October 2018, it’s to promote the lesser-known gems of the UK. Like Wem, and Stafford, and London. I’d driven through Howden just enough times… Continue reading A FAILED SEARCH FOR MICE IN HOWDEN MINSTER
HOWDY, HOWDEN
March 2025. Howden. One night back in Sheffield, then straight back out to Goole with Mrs RM in tow, kicking and screaming. “I’ve never been to Howden” she says, like Charlene in that 1982 Motown Number 1. “Have I ?“. Well, we’d certainly passed through enough times, headed for East Yorkshire honeypots like Driffield and… Continue reading HOWDY, HOWDEN
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