I tried so hard to get a blog title using the Police classic (do Americans rate Zenyatta Mondatta ?). Not sure I succeeded. “You get so dizzy even walking in a straight line“. Yep, that’s me. Down to the Thames next, and a walk along the Narrow to the top of Canary Wharf. It’s a… Continue reading CANARY (WHARF) IN A CHAIN PUB COAL MINE
Suddenly, the whole world has discovered London, a fast growing town 200 miles south of Manchester. First, BRAPA explores the so-called “hipster quarter” (well, the Tand, Quinno, Doris and I were there recently) King’s Arms, Bethnal Green. This is the most modern day London pub ever! Like a 2018 Chas n Dave with just… Continue reading “AIN’T NO WARM BEER IN THE HEART OF THE CITY”*
It was a long, drab walk out from Peterborough Station to Werrington and (oddly) a long walk back, so I merited a second beer. BRAPA had been here a week ago, so I consulted our Pub oracle for advice; I decided to give it a go. Excitingly, the Cock wasn’t shown as open on… Continue reading GEMMA WAS WRONG
Buoyed by our cricket team’s success in taking mighty Scotland to the penultimate over last week, I’ve decided to jump on the sporting bandwagon, before the Premiership starts and I go into hiding. When I handed over my haul of CAMRA magazines to Dave last week, I left a Panini World Cup album in the… Continue reading COME ON PERU !
Ah ! Ain’t he lovely ? Don’t answer that. A great week ended with a chance meeting with the legend that is Si of BRAPA fame in the Newmarket hinterlands*. Some people idolise cans of Cloudwater. Fair play @cloudwaterbrew. You've won me back with this. It's absolutely exceptional. pic.twitter.com/DkHKSykxQi — Mark (@millionbevs) April 11, 2018… Continue reading LEADING BRAPA ASTRAY