October 2026. West Worthing. West Sussex. That map extract is home to my four fabulous Thursday ticks, but careful planning almost unravelled as the train from Littlehampton approached West Worthing and the guard woke me from my snooze. “A REMINDER. If you’re getting off here you need to be in the front SIX coaches. This… Continue reading MORE MORE MORE MORE. WORTHING MICROS
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IN THE DOG HOUSE (BEDDINGTON)
March 2026. Beddington. South London. Wallington. Bandonhill. Hackbridge. Beddington, where I head now to explore the vibrant cultural scene. Names to conjure with, as you wander aimlessly west of Croydon and stare back to where the streets are made of gold. Not many pubs round here, at all, just an Arts & Craft roadhouse with… Continue reading IN THE DOG HOUSE (BEDDINGTON)
IT’S NOT YOU, IT’S US, HOWDEN
March 2025. Howden. I probably wouldn’t have dragged Mrs RM for a night out in Greater Goole if not for the new GBG entry in Howden, but it always felt like it would get a Guide pub. Eventually. Cobbled streets packed with bistros, Italian restaurants and craft bars, providing an unexpected bounty of Untappd potential… Continue reading IT’S NOT YOU, IT’S US, HOWDEN
NO STELLA AT MANSFIELD’S STELLA TAPS
February 2025. Mansfield. What a great day walking round Mansfield’s suburbs in bitter cold. No, honestly, it’s exactly what I needed after months cooped up in Waterbeach. Gets the mind thinking, thinking, as much as the legs exercised. Mansfield can’t compete with (say) Halifax. more like a Grimsby, row after row of solid suburbia punctuated… Continue reading NO STELLA AT MANSFIELD’S STELLA TAPS
DIVING INTO ATTENBOROUGH
November 2023. Attenborough. Nottingham. That’s a pathetic play on David Attenborough (geddit, geddit ?), who would no doubt approve of the nature reserve here on the edge of Nottingham. but my only interest in a Bird Hide was the micropub I needed to complete Notts, but the real joy was the two mile walk from… Continue reading DIVING INTO ATTENBOROUGH
THE THIRSTY GIRAFFE
October 2023. Deeping St. James. Two edge-of-Fens highlights for you, either side of Peterborough. I don’t get to take Dad far from home these days, but I did take him to a new garden centre in Chatteris called Seasons. NGCSS 4, I think, for the tremendous cooked breakfast, and model Christmas village, whatever that is.… Continue reading THE THIRSTY GIRAFFE
BIGGING UP BOGNOR (SLIGHT RETURN)
Sitting waiting for a gig I’m Manchester, next to the country’s oldest pissoir, just enough time for a micro post on Bognors first micro. But first, Bognor, no more than ticking over in the last week of August. Blame the British summer. The Dog & Duck was already open when I arrived at 4.58. You… Continue reading BIGGING UP BOGNOR (SLIGHT RETURN)
FITNESS ADVICE FOR THE OVER-FIFTIES IN FORMBY
July 2023. Formby, Merseyside. This post is brought to you from Fanny’s Croft car park. Well, Liverpool looked gorgeous on Monday night, as good as I’ve seen it. It’s amazing what a bit of blue sky can do for a place. Goodness knows what I was doing in a nondescript Spoons when I could have… Continue reading FITNESS ADVICE FOR THE OVER-FIFTIES IN FORMBY
THE SLOW TRAIN TO MERE GREEN, WHEREVER THAT IS
July 2023. Sheffield-Derby-Birmingham-New Street. I don’t know how Simon (and Daddy BRAPA) does it. Every Saturday without fail, up at 6am to catch the first train out of York station to the far corners of the kingdom to have a pint in six pubs with a cauliflower in tow. I wasn’t up and out till… Continue reading THE SLOW TRAIN TO MERE GREEN, WHEREVER THAT IS
CAVING IN TO CHISLEHURST CHARMS
June 2023. Chislehurst. For mysterious reasons, we parked our campervan at Dunton Green railway station and took the train into Chislehurst, just as half of the commuter world was heading in the opposite direction. One of the highlights of the 2023 Guide (not that I’m doing it) was a return to Chislehurst, a place I… Continue reading CAVING IN TO CHISLEHURST CHARMS
