To Hull and back again, and thence on to Hackney for the Martha gig at Moth Club. Words that will mean little to most of you. I’ve written about Martha and Moth before, and it was helpful of my favourite Durham punksters to arrange a gig in London on super off-peak rail day, or Sunday… Continue reading MARE STREET. MARTHA. MILTON. MOTH
Last Saturday Mrs RM and I took Matt and mate to Alexander Palace for his first Big Metalcore Gig of the year. Shamefully, I’m beating him to be the first to blog about/around it. No, I’d never heard of Architects either, at least before before Matt saw them at Nottingham Rock City last year. It’s… Continue reading ALLY PALLY SALLY – PART I – ARCHITECTS
Only 3 things in life are certain; Mrs RM will drink those bottles of Brew Dog I hid from her. Russ will find a typo in my post. There will be a new Spoons in the North London sections of the Beer Guide. And so it was that I emerged from Ally Pally* station singing… Continue reading MILKING MUSWELL HILL FOR GBG TICKS
Nearly caught up now, just a few more London reports to encourage you to book your cheap trains to Kingston to enjoy slow pedestrians and tired beer. Starting with the pub that believes “Fork handles for hand pumps” are a good idea. I guess you can’t expect much from a town that gives you… Continue reading WOMBLES & FORK HANDLES
I don’t much enjoy pubbing in West London, but there’s no choice. I needed to be able to do this; Yes, London was complete after a couple of exhausting trips with the Travelcard before Christmas, when you might expect to see beer at its best, albeit pubs at their worst. On the other hand,… Continue reading PUB ROYALTY IN KINGSTON-ON-THAMES
An excellent day in London completing the South-West and South-East sections of the Guide. One of those is a chore, one a pleasure, you guess which. I finished the former in Southfields, basically a long suburban road north of Wimbledon, full of large dining pubs, convenience stores and a vintage car showroom that assumes relevance… Continue reading THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS LIVES IN SOUTHFIELDS
I wrote last nights post about beer range bullies in Heathrow, at the end of a day in London with decent pubs and average beer. Passing Euston on the way back to Camden to collect a couple of teenagers from a metalcore night, I thought “Ah, Bree Louise“. As you do. It might be my… Continue reading LAST ORDERS AT THE BREE LOUISE ?