Sometimes these posts don’t need clever titles, do they ? I have NEVER been disappointed by Dover trips, though to be fair I don’t know if they use rats in the Sweet and Sour Pork yet. Never mind the pubs, it’s a great town for the walker. Just look at those contours above. Good… Continue reading DOVER CHILDREN INTRODUCED TO JOYS OF PICKLED EGGS
Tag: Micro Pubs
ANOTHER SMASHING WALMER PUB
The best thing about Kent pubs is they’re dotted along the coast at regular intervals. So 5 minutes from Deal and I was in Walmer, and a short hop from another new micro. Is it possible that Walmer is more than The Berry ? SPOILER: YES Looking at that map I do wonder if I’d… Continue reading ANOTHER SMASHING WALMER PUB
ANOTHER TWIRL, ANOTHER THANET (MICRO PUB)
Where am I up to ? Oh yes, micro pubs in Kent. Mrs RM is there already, clearing out my in-laws loft. If she finds any Fremlin mirrors up there I’ll let you know. “You know retiredmartin, I really miss your reports on micros” Oddly, I don’t recall Dick and Dave saying that last week. … Continue reading ANOTHER TWIRL, ANOTHER THANET (MICRO PUB)
MURKY & MAGNIFICENT IN MORPETH
A journey of 937 miles starts with a single 45 minute hold-up on the A14, and a mammoth series of posts on the North-East* starts at unheralded Morpeth. I’m not suggesting Mrs RM is only useful in supporting my pub going, but her six month stint at Scottish Borders Council has been instrumental in… Continue reading MURKY & MAGNIFICENT IN MORPETH
ST GILES ALE HOUSE
Coming towards the highpoint of the Northampton trip now, the Fosters flagship that is the Rifle Drum. But first, we had to do one of those obligatory micro pubs, with only the slight redemption that it was bound to be in the next Beer Guide and would save me a return trip. I include St… Continue reading ST GILES ALE HOUSE
THREE MERSEY MICROS IN THIRTY-SEVEN MINUTES
After a short Ya Ya break, I return to Sunday’s epic Southport saunter. If you think I’ve chosen a dull photo to head up the micropub reviews, you should see the ones I haven’t used. On the positive side, it was three new GBG pubs in 37 minutes walking and drinking, which is not to… Continue reading THREE MERSEY MICROS IN THIRTY-SEVEN MINUTES
HARD TIMES & MISERY ON MERSEYSIDE
Time cannot dull the frisson of excitement you get arriving in Liverpool Central, and emerging to a city determined to drink the place dry. The folk here should do a house swap with Newbury and contrast their Sunday nights. There’s a majestic quality to the place, only partly dimmed by the chain shop horrors… Continue reading HARD TIMES & MISERY ON MERSEYSIDE
30 MINUTES BETWEEN TRAINS IN FRESHFIELD
The Beer Guide takes you to places you’ve never heard of. Kicking and screaming in the case of Maidenhead, of course, but otherwise it sets you on a lifelong journey of discovery. That’s how I described our four nights in Pontins Southport back in 2003, before a recent refurbishment raised it from “Hellish” to merely… Continue reading 30 MINUTES BETWEEN TRAINS IN FRESHFIELD
MORE MERCIAN MICROS
I won’t lie. My heart sank when I came to the next tranche of photos and I realised I’d have to start writing about micro pubs again. Partly because there’s not an obvious “M” word you can bung in to your blog title. “Morose” ?, “Mediocre” ?, “Middle-aged” ?. All could be true but… Continue reading MORE MERCIAN MICROS
TINGLY IN BINGLEY
Next stop, Bingley, the poor man’s Saltaire, the rich man’s Keighley. And the only town named after an internet search engine, apparently. But always a lively town, full of those things us Southerners come to The North for. Plenty of pubs, though it seems that the Proper Pubs in the Guide like the Brown… Continue reading TINGLY IN BINGLEY
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