As well as a weird desire to drink 12.5% sours at IndyMan, I was also in Manchester to see the Amber Arcades gig at Deaf Institute. Those of you who pay attention will remember I bought the new LP by Utrecht’s foremost war crimes legal assistant/weird popster in Sheffield last week. The Deaf Institute is… Continue reading DUTCH POP & ROCHDALE CASK ON THE MANCUNIAN WAY
Tag: Manchester pubs
REASONS TO BE CHEERFUL – A BURNAGE OASIS
Sorry, sorry, sorry. Couldn’t resist it. At least I didn’t try and fit “Wonderwall” in the title. Next stop, last stop before the inevitable Chinese takeaway, is the remaining GBG newbie within the M60. I was getting a bit fed of walking in the Manchester rain by this time, and still had an hour… Continue reading REASONS TO BE CHEERFUL – A BURNAGE OASIS
POST-INDYMAN – WALKING DOWN THE WILMSLOW ROAD
I’d always planned a long walk after IndyMan, but as I left the Victoria Baths as light drizzle set in (not as common in Manchester as Southerners believe) I started to doubt my sanity. First priority after that last 11.5% sour was strong coffee and somewhere to recharge my phone. So if you were in… Continue reading POST-INDYMAN – WALKING DOWN THE WILMSLOW ROAD
PEAK MANCHESTER
So, ebullient in Eccles, pre-emptive in Prestwich, made up in Middleton, A good evening reached its denouement in the world’s greatest city. It’s always good to be back in Manchester, with a couple of hours to wobble aimlessly before the Julien Baker gig at Gorilla. Aimless as I have no new central pubs to visit,… Continue reading PEAK MANCHESTER
TOTALLY WIRED
“Always jump on a bandwagon” is the best advice I can give any aspiring young pub blogger, and so it is that I find that the Mark E Smith mural I stumbled across looking for a Prestwich pub is big news. The Mark Smith painting has been all over Twitter today, and uncannily, Retired… Continue reading TOTALLY WIRED
TOP 100 PUBS – THE LAMB, ECCLES
Yes, I’m staying in Eccles. That’s how brave I am at 53. The Milton Hotel has a job centre and NHS facility built into it, which could be useful later. Great view for £34, but the WiFi is rubbish, so here’s one from my phone. A wasted £34, since the GBG pub up the road… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – THE LAMB, ECCLES
LIFE’S A GAS (LAMP)
I’m writing this listening to Pellegrini’s West Ham beating Everton, so here’s some proper Hammers art I saw walking up Princess Street. On from the Grey Horse to the Gas Lamp, the sort of Beer Guide contrast you still get in central Manchester. A bit like going from the Templar to North Bar in… Continue reading LIFE’S A GAS (LAMP)
“AND YOUR OWN”
No post yesterday, just to see if Russ panicked. Actually, I was on a mission to deposit James back in Sheffield in his new digs down the road from the Wellington, and then see the Famous Fulham at the Etihad. More on Sheff later. Once I’d ensured James had settled in with the important… Continue reading “AND YOUR OWN”
BLACKJACK ATTACK – ALTY COMES TO ANCOATS
About time I filled in the May gaps; Dick and Dave are shocked at my chronological laxity. While he’s suffering Cambridgeshire, I thought I’d cheer Simon up by showing him what he’s got to look forward to in GBG19 (just a hunch, I don’t bribe CAMRA branches for pre-emptive details). It might also remind… Continue reading BLACKJACK ATTACK – ALTY COMES TO ANCOATS
THE PIE DEBATE RUMBLES ON
A flimsy premise for a post, but on my return to Manchester from (historic) Cheshire I succumbed to that rarity, a return visit to a pub. Last year GBG Northern Quarter newbie Pie & Ale House got relatively short shrift from me, mainly as I’d spectacularly failed to find the Ale side of the equation.… Continue reading THE PIE DEBATE RUMBLES ON
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