Where was I ? Oh, yes, watching a brave lady valiantly clear up a pile of vomit (sorry to those of you with weak constitutions) on the 19:09 Huddersfield to Leeds “fun train” on Sunday night, wishing I’d got that Chinese takeaway and headed back to the Sunday night disco at Ivy Green. “Has anyone… Continue reading TICKING CHAOS IN LEEDS
Tag: Leeds
THAT LEEDS
Another tricky post, as I find myself having to praise That Leeds, something an (honorary) Mancunian hates to do almost as much as taking a coach trip round Anfield. I was there the other Sunday to see Phosphorescent at the Brudenell, enjoying the £35 rates you get at Accor hotels before the suits and… Continue reading THAT LEEDS
MORISH MORLEY MICROS
Only five photos from Oscars in Morley, and not a lot of cultural context to bring you about a proper old market town in Greater Leeds. After a week ferrying BRAPA and Pubmeister to their pubs I fear may be turning into a ticking machine. I’m sure there’s more attractive buildings in Morley, but… Continue reading MORISH MORLEY MICROS
HURLY BURLEY
I nearly forgot to write about this one. And it’s a corker. Even better, you get to walk past the only Northern place my Mum can name on the way. The Cardigan Arms is a short hop from Burley Park station, better known as the home of Sir Geoffrey, and not too far from… Continue reading HURLY BURLEY
LEEDS – SUNDAY NIGHT, MONDAY MORNING
Nearly at the end of the Big Leeds Bank Holiday Night Out now, as we come to our last Beer Guide pub of the night (F). The Duck & Drake is what we call a Proper Pub, playing proper music for people who should be tucked up in bed by 9pm on a Sunday. And… Continue reading LEEDS – SUNDAY NIGHT, MONDAY MORNING
LEEDS VOL III – FROM CAMDEN TO WHITELOCKS
We could have stayed in the Templar all night, but a crawl’s a crawl. Here’s that map again. Next stop, Whitelocks (E). Even people in London have heard of Whitelocks, surely ? We cut through the Victorian arcade, Paul Mudge charging ahead at the front. He’s quicker than our tour guide in Singapore 20 years… Continue reading LEEDS VOL III – FROM CAMDEN TO WHITELOCKS
TOPING IN THE TEMPLAR
My favourite photo (above) from Leeds tells all you need to know about why pubs are so great. Can you imagine looking so happy sitting in your London flat drinking 330ml bottles of Pumpkin sour in your striped underpants watching Poldark ? Don’t answer that. It took me ages to construct our crawl map… Continue reading TOPING IN THE TEMPLAR
LEEDS THE HARD WAY – TAPPING THE VICTORIAN FAMILY
It’s nearly two weeks since Dick and Dave left the fizzy keg comforts of the US of A for the warm cask and weird banter of our shores, and I’ve only just got round to writing sarcastic comments on the photos from Leeds. Leeds was a bit of a mammoth crawl, going overnight from… Continue reading LEEDS THE HARD WAY – TAPPING THE VICTORIAN FAMILY
MISPLACED LOYALTY TO THE TETS
So our bloggers crawl ended at the Templar, the obligatory old-school Tetley pub occupied by all of Leeds society, including plenty of the tradesmen notable by their absence on the Boar Lane strip. It really is gorgeous, and the hand pumps are classics. “Pint of Tetley please” “Tetley ?!” “Yes, Tetley” “Are you quite… Continue reading MISPLACED LOYALTY TO THE TETS
SHUFFLING LEEDS BLOGGERS
Part 2 (of 3) our pub bloggers conference in Yorkshire’s second city* or “Traincatching” as it came to be known. With Wapentake whacked, a fierce debate ensued about the next stop. It really should have been the Duck & Drake, but we’d all been there. While in Wapentake I’d taken a look in the… Continue reading SHUFFLING LEEDS BLOGGERS
