Celebrity pubs, eh ? Nearly as dreadful as celebrity beers. Still, I was excited to visit Guy Martin‘s pub in Kirmington, Greater Grimsby, keen to see if he’d kept any Madonna memorabilia in the divorce settlement. Oh, sorry, that’s Ritchie. (I genuinely thought they were the same person). This Guy is a famous biker, apparently.… Continue reading PUB FOR GUY
Tag: Lincolnshire
CAISTOR SUGAR
And so to the Humber for three days of what is known in ticking circles as “mopping up”. I can’t wait to show you my famous GBG map and spreadsheet soon, so that Duncan can laugh at it. First stop, Caistor, capital of the “Greater Lincolnshire Backwaters”, shown here in relation to Grimsby for context.… Continue reading CAISTOR SUGAR
NEW YEAR, SAME LINCOLNSHIRE
By my reckoning the earliest you could have had a new GBG tick in 2019 was at the Sandpiper, Paisley/Glasgow Airport, mere miles from the Pubmeister’s moth collection. If I could have been there for the 5am opening, I would have been. Perhaps I will, someday. Instead, It Begins In Lincolnshire, which sounds like… Continue reading NEW YEAR, SAME LINCOLNSHIRE
THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM : CUT THE BEER RANGE
Good Bass, bad Bass. That’s the problem in the age of the cask lottery. The next day Bass popped up again in Bourne, of all places. What is this witchcraft, is Bass suddenly fashionable ?* Bourne isn’t fashionable. Even with the giants of Stamford and Spalding either side. A town that’s basically a busy bit… Continue reading THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM : CUT THE BEER RANGE
“I’D BE LYNCHED IF I STOPPED SELLING DRAUGHT BASS”
Next up is one of those really dreadful things that pub tickers do occasionally; return to a pub they’ve already ticked. Sometimes that happens by accident, of course. Sometimes it’s because you know they’ve got this on; At least I hoped the Three Kings in Threekingham hadn’t decided to make it an “occasional” beer, or… Continue reading “I’D BE LYNCHED IF I STOPPED SELLING DRAUGHT BASS”
MORE BREWERY TAPS UNDER WINDMILLS
Since I decided to go to one pub per post I’ve developed an impressive backlog. Only a week, but 20 pubs and counting. Makes BRAPA seem quite efficient. Not all ticks are as, er, exciting as the White Horse. The new wave of brewery taps and craft bars leave me a bit cold, as do… Continue reading MORE BREWERY TAPS UNDER WINDMILLS
SLEAFORD MOD(IFICATION)S
And on we go, into the long dark teatime of the soul, or “A Day In Lincolnshire” to give it the correct title. The great Lincolnshire GBG19 tick begins in Sleaford, or all places. Clearly you all know where Sleaford is, you’re educated people. Unlike the audience at my gig in Cambridge last night… Continue reading SLEAFORD MOD(IFICATION)S
LINCS LICKED UNDER THE SCUNNY SUN
One instinctively knows that BRAPA will have great fun with blog titles when he eventually gets to North Lincolnshire. I finished the county at Owston Ferry, in what’s commonly known as “the posh bit twixt Donny and Scunny“, if only in the sense you’ll see the odd person on horseback and a depressing lack of… Continue reading LINCS LICKED UNDER THE SCUNNY SUN
BODGE-UPS IN BARTON ON HUMBER
A few posts from the “M180 corridor” as I finish Lincolnshire, a large county rather over-represented in the Beer Guide if you ask me. But I always welcome a trip to Barton-upon-Humber, which seems intent on giving all its pubs a crack in the GBG. Rotation, rotation, rotation. I was last here for the… Continue reading BODGE-UPS IN BARTON ON HUMBER
THE CLEETHORPES CHALLENGE
Since I’m here, I may as well tell you about my last Lincolnshire GBG tick for the year. Hopefully this will inspire young Simon to up his game and get to Cleethorpes (5 Guide pubs, scary nightclubs and 5 donuts for a quid). I’d be interested in lifeafterfootball‘s view on Cleethorpes; if your only experience… Continue reading THE CLEETHORPES CHALLENGE
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