My last Mid Wales pub on the trip, and almost certainly my last in GBG19. And what a cracker the Greyhound was, tucked away in Radnorshire to the west of the thriving metropolis of, er, Knighton. But look, it’s got a railway station, under a slightly different name to fool BRAPA. I’ve kindly worked out… Continue reading THIS ONE LOOKS FAMILIAR !
Asked where my favourite part of the world was, I once replied “Powys“. Clearly misheard as the French capital, much embarrassment ensued. Over time I’ve discovered the competing delights of Franconia, Ghent, Cleethorpes and Havana, but the area resignedly called “Mid-Wales” in the Beer Guide is still a Top 10 destination. Right on Offa’s Dyke, I walked… Continue reading RADNOR : A HARP, A WATERFALL, A DOOM BAR