A couple of short posts praising London (calm down !, calm down !), and then I’ll give you my review of GBG19, featuring bits nicked off BRAPA’s post last night. Amongst the GBG ticking fraternity*, we use the word “professional drinking” to indicate sensible quaffing that maximises ticks without busting the Government limits (the Spanish… Continue reading 6.5% BREAKFAST STOUT BY THE PINT
Tag: London pubs
IN THE TEMPLE OF LOVE (FOR QPR ’67)
Part 3 of the Great Central London Wash-Up took me west (checks compass) from Shoreditch to Temple, via Barbican and Smithfield Market. The route through Farringdon is a lot less glossy than the walk along Fleet Street into Bank, and you bump into less suits. Smithfield is crumbling a bit, but trees growing out of… Continue reading IN THE TEMPLE OF LOVE (FOR QPR ’67)
“AIN’T NO WARM BEER IN THE HEART OF THE CITY”*
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”*
MOTHS
Quinno and I pressed on through the mean streets of Bethnal Green, stopping only to admire Lady Dinah’s Cat Emporium. I doubt that Pub Curmudgeon will be relocating from Stockport to Bethnal Green, but E2 has more cat cafes than micro pubs. In fact, it has more Cereal Cafes than micros. #Depraved. Not a great… Continue reading MOTHS
LONDON CASK QUALITY – NEW FACTS EMERGE
Three days back from Dorset, three days of mild cold turning into raging man flu. My planned day in London exploring new Beer Guide pubs already scuppered by you-know-what, I gave up on meeting Stafford Paul and Reading Quinno as well as a Prolapse gig in Hackney. But Quinno, a caring soul, reminded me I… Continue reading LONDON CASK QUALITY – NEW FACTS EMERGE
IT’S A TUFF(NELL PARK) LIFE
Would you Adam and Eve it. Two pints of Pedigree in two days, and in Cambridgeshire and North That London, not Derby. Is this a comeback for Marston’s second finest ? This one came, rather unexpectedly, after I’d been summoned by youngest son Matt to meet him at Boston Music Rooms in Tuffnell Park. Apparently,… Continue reading IT’S A TUFF(NELL PARK) LIFE
TOWER OF LONDON
It’s a well-known fact that Americans only like 3 types of music; Pure Prairie League, Dylan, and early ’80s post-punk. Mark Crilley will get the title reference. We headed for Tower Bridge aimlessly, debating whether Robert P. McCulloch would have been better buying the Royal Oak to rebuild under the (ahem) Arizona Sky than the… Continue reading TOWER OF LONDON
SE1. MOOR BEER. THEN MORE.
I’d have been quite happy to stay in the Royal Oak forever, but I’m always conscious of my role as an ambassador for “Weird England” in showing visitors the joys outside the tourist route. “We’re in your hands” said Dave, worryingly. so we took them to Bermondsey. to see some railway arches. Our route takes… Continue reading SE1. MOOR BEER. THEN MORE.
TOP 100 PUBS – ROYAL OAK, BOROUGH
Perhaps not the most surprising Top 100 choice (this is actually No. 3,171) but you’ll know my feelings on London soup, and it’s taken an overdue return to the Royal Oak yesterday to convince me. First time here I’m fairly sure I saw McGrath rip through the England 1st innings on Day 1 of the… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – ROYAL OAK, BOROUGH
SLIP SLIDING AWAY
I’m told my lack of chronological authenticity is a problem for some, so with that in mind here’s a report from 8.24pm tonight. 2.15pm to 8.23pm can go hang. Mrs RM and I spent the afternoon with the lovely Southworths, seemingly recovered from their evening with BRAPA, who seems tightlipped about the event. Dick… Continue reading SLIP SLIDING AWAY
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