Let’s press on, the Black Dog was a bit depressing, and head to another tick in Greater Accrington. Apart from glorious countryside, Baxenden is best known as the home of Hollands. I somehow missed this post-retirement job opportunity; The Dog & Partridge is yet more proof that there’s more to the 2021 GBG than brewery… Continue reading BAXENDEN – MORE THAN JUST THE HOME OF HOLLAND’S PIES
Tag: Lancashire
NO THWAITES IN OSWALDTWISTLE
Life After Football takes you in his chauffer-driven Merc* to the outer reaches of Tamworth, I drag you on foot to the foothills of Accrington. Only on pub blogs will you visit the REAL England. I assumed that Oswaldtwistle was named after the Accrington left back from the season they were expelled from the League,… Continue reading NO THWAITES IN OSWALDTWISTLE
THE SINGULAR CHARM OF LEIGH, MANCHESTER
I took James for his second Covid vaccination this morning; he could have walked the mile to the west of Sheffield but he seemed particularly keen to be back in time for work. Such dedication to a job, particularly one done entirely from home, is surely to be commended, and contrasts sharply from my own… Continue reading THE SINGULAR CHARM OF LEIGH, MANCHESTER
PRESTON : FROM FRANKFURT TO FLEETWOOD VIA FISHERGATE
Back from Chorley Thursday night back in Manchester was one of the worst in my life. And I’ve spent New Year’s Eve in Maidenhead. You’ll remember I was helping to settle young Matt in during his week in the Big City, sharing a room at Ibis Budget on the edge of Ancoats. That Thursday night,… Continue reading PRESTON : FROM FRANKFURT TO FLEETWOOD VIA FISHERGATE
COTTONING ON TO CHORLEY’S CHARMS, IS IT BAPS OR IS IT BARMS ?
The return journey from Glasgow to Manchester was uneventful, bar a succession of Spanish students sticking their phones in my recharging point and leaving them buzzing all the way to Lancaster. Come Thursday, with an arduous day out in Preston ahead, I settled on a quiet day in Chorley, capital of the bit between Bolton… Continue reading COTTONING ON TO CHORLEY’S CHARMS, IS IT BAPS OR IS IT BARMS ?
SUNDAY LUNCH IN GREAT HARWOOD
I’m back home from End of the Road, came home early and missed Jarvis Cocker (not) singing about being in a big field in near Wiltshire. And the new Beer Guide’s arrived, embargoed until publication day on the 12th. That gives me a whole ten days for cross-ticking (see : BRAPA) and to get up-to-date… Continue reading SUNDAY LUNCH IN GREAT HARWOOD
WAITING FOR A TRAIN
I feel I’ve neglected Mark Crilley of late by forgetting to add videos of classic 1983 UK pop hits. Here’s one I’d long forgotten from our Antipodean convicts cousins. I had 12 minutes to wait for the 19:08 from Wigan North Western to Bolton, scene of my final tick. Time for a quick half in… Continue reading WAITING FOR A TRAIN
CHEER UP, LEIGH
Oh, joy. A trip out to lovely Leigh. Something always happens there, even if it is just the birds hovering overhead waiting for a carcass. Normally mine. Last time here was New Year’s Day 2017, when an improbable Greene King diner was making its GBG debut. Pleasingly, the traditional George & Dragon has survived… Continue reading CHEER UP, LEIGH
WARMING UP IN PROUD PRESTON
“Are we in Preston yet ?” said the excited boy to his mum as the train passed Garstang, which really deserves its own stop now it’s got a new Guide entry. It was understandable that the young lad was in a state of frenzy as we pulled into the City of Dreams, even in the… Continue reading WARMING UP IN PROUD PRESTON
HEYSHAM BOYS
90% of this Beer Guide blogging lark is just a good title*. They’re generally far too clever for you lot, so here’s an easy one today. I may have used it in a certain West Sussex town already, but you can’t plagiarise yourself. I rose very early on Friday morning, to the sound of “Wake… Continue reading HEYSHAM BOYS
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