BANBURY, CROSS (THAT I MISSED LIFE AFTER FOOTBALL)

My last Oxfordshire GBG tick took me to Banbury, as good a place as any to finish a chapter, given there’s no exciting parlour pubs selling Hooky from the jug still to be discovered. And that’s  the downside of having completed 80-90% of the Guide; you’ll never HAVE to do the Peyton Arms or the… Continue reading BANBURY, CROSS (THAT I MISSED LIFE AFTER FOOTBALL)

WOEFUL TRIVIAL PURSUIT SPURS AT THE DODO

Hoorah ! Back into the capital for an afternoon of West London high jinks with That Tim for Newbury. But first, the Dodo, another already famous micro pub.  One I’d been looking forward to, even if I’d missed the Cloudwater on cask. My first ever trip to Boston Manor Underground Station. I clearly hadn’t lived until… Continue reading WOEFUL TRIVIAL PURSUIT SPURS AT THE DODO

THE LITTLE GREEN DRAGON ON FIRE

  No posts yesterday as I was taking delivery of the bumper Christmas edition of Ullage (or Inflammable Material as SLF would have it) from Newbury Tim.  In Hammersmith.  Everyone needs an excuse for falling behind on their blog. The next stop was my last tick in North London, and one of the best micro… Continue reading THE LITTLE GREEN DRAGON ON FIRE

BURST BARREL BROUHAHA IN BEXLEY

I told you there was loads of this stuff to get through. Back to That South London, as recently discovered in that Deserter book you should buy, and the borough of Bexley, which makes a better blog title than Sidcup, where I left the train in the rain. My hope weren’t high for the Hackney… Continue reading BURST BARREL BROUHAHA IN BEXLEY

BUMPING INTO HIGH TABLES IN WEST MALLING

  I’d been bracing myself for Kent‘s fresh onslaught of micro madness in the new GBG, bringing with it high tables, horrific opening hours and pickled eggs. (And those are the fun bits). But I had been looking forward to re-exploring West Malling, a posh village on the edge of Maidstone noted for the fine… Continue reading BUMPING INTO HIGH TABLES IN WEST MALLING