Tag: Lincolnshire

A FAMOUS APPLE TREE JUST OFF THE A1

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May 2025. Woolsthorpe Manor. Colsterworth. The weekly trips between Sheffield and Waterbeach get no more enjoyable in the eternal English sunshine. It’s a mental rather than physical drain, the sheer monotony of a 150 minute journey down the A1 with little prospect of a stop at Colsterworth McDonalds. Perhaps that National Trust membership, the true… Continue reading A FAMOUS APPLE TREE JUST OFF THE A1

“Let it go mate”. Cheltenham betting trauma in Owston Ferry.

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March 2025. Owston Ferry. Doncaster (apparently). Another day, another excursion into the flatlands of the east, this time to the mysterious Isle of Axholme. Is it really an isle ? Does anyone care ? If you do, go there now and check for yourself. Owston Ferry is one of those quaint west bank villages that… Continue reading “Let it go mate”. Cheltenham betting trauma in Owston Ferry.

“Living Next Door To Alice”. “Alice?”

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March 2025. Marton. Lincolnshire. Right, some inroads made into East Yorkshire, time to head back to tricky Lincolnshire, perhaps BRAPA’s favourite county. Marton, which keeps autocorrecting to the more famous “Martin” (there’s one of those south of Lincoln) feels tiny, because it is. 747 souls straggled along the A156, with a wobbly church, a post… Continue reading “Living Next Door To Alice”. “Alice?”

ORGANIC EGGS AT THE RED LION IN REDBOURNE

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February 2025. Redbourne. Lincolnshire. One of the problems with rural Lincolnshire pubs, and BRAPA is your oracle here, is that they serve such a small population  they inevitably struggle to support Monday to Sunday opening, and you can’t make cask shine when you’re only selling it Friday evening to Sunday lunch. With only 400 souls,… Continue reading ORGANIC EGGS AT THE RED LION IN REDBOURNE

THE CROWN, GLENTHAM. YOUR CLOSEST PUB TO “THE BATTLE OF SPITAL IN THE STREET”

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February 2025. Glentham. A GBG newbie for Scunthorpe CAMRA, still in the afterglow of Sir Humphrey re-opening the Berkeley, though the causal observer may say “Surely that’s Gainsborough ?“. Bing Maps reckons Glentham is in Market Rasen, which is Lincoln branch. Traditionally these territorial disputes are settled to see who can drink the most pints… Continue reading THE CROWN, GLENTHAM. YOUR CLOSEST PUB TO “THE BATTLE OF SPITAL IN THE STREET”

A WADDINGHAM WANDER. WITHOUT THE PUB

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February 2025. Waddingham. Lincolnshire. Bing maps says it’s Gainsborough, but you and I can clearly see it’s Greater (Lesser) Scunthorpe. Yes, after a week of exciting pubs, I’m succumbing to customer demand to bring you a remote, unpubbed, Lincolnshire village. Why ? Well, it’s there, that’s why. And the Marquis of Granby was in the… Continue reading A WADDINGHAM WANDER. WITHOUT THE PUB

GAINSBOROUGH TRINITY v MACCLESFIELD – ROBBIE SAVAGE’S WHITE COAT

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January 2025. Gainsborough. Another month, another dose of non-league football, the perfect respite from the grind of funeral planning and powers of attorney. Non-league comes in many forms, of course, from the 7th tier semi-pros of Hastings and Macclesfield to the amateurs of Manchester City, whose season ticket prices my occasional seat at the Etihad… Continue reading GAINSBOROUGH TRINITY v MACCLESFIELD – ROBBIE SAVAGE’S WHITE COAT

ALL HAIL THE STEAK AND ALE PIE IN ANTON’S GOWT

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October 2024. Somewhere near Boston. Ah, the Lincolnshire dining pub with a 1980s theme. But then it’s always the 1980s in Lincolnshire. Let’s welcome the Malcolm Arms at Anton’s Gowt to the GBG, which are words you don’t expect to hear. More cutting edge craft murk for the dozen diners driving out the 2 miles… Continue reading ALL HAIL THE STEAK AND ALE PIE IN ANTON’S GOWT