1978 AND ALL THAT…

The lovely Alastair Gilmour (meet-and-drink.co.uk) from That Newcastle has been clearing out his files. I used to do a similar clear-out before the Southworths made their tri-annual pilgramage over to collect CAMRA magazines and hangovers; whatever happened to the Southworths ? By the turn of century I had a huge collection of local CAMRA pub… Continue reading 1978 AND ALL THAT…

TOP 10 COUNTIES – No. 1 – TYNE & WEAR

It’s been an emotional run-through the Top 10 Counties. And here’s your winner (well, mine, your views don’t count, obvs). One of the smallest “counties”, but barely a square inch wasted (though the Boldons is a bit dull, unless there’s anyone there reading this, in which case the Black Horse is OK ). Let’s start… Continue reading TOP 10 COUNTIES – No. 1 – TYNE & WEAR

HAIL THE MIGHTY SPARTANS

Some of you (all called Paul) have principles, and will be continuing their boycotts of Wetherspoons when pubs eventually re-open.  Even if it’s only Spoons that re-opens. I don’t have the luxury of principle; some of my remaining 400 ticks (probably 300 by the time Lockdown lifts) are Timbo emporia. Like the Wallaw in bucolic… Continue reading HAIL THE MIGHTY SPARTANS

ANARCHY IN TYNEMOUTH

One more on the coast with Electric Pics, who was obviously paying far more attention than I was to little things like details. Tynemouth certainly has a motley collection of pub names. Hugo’s @ The Coast The Cumberland Lola Jeans (a pre-emptive cert for Si) Barca Gibraltar Rock and of course our very next tick… Continue reading ANARCHY IN TYNEMOUTH

MAKING GBG HAY IN WHITLEY BAY

  Already half way through my eight Guide Tyneside ticks, and not a dud yet.  Time to “meet a local” who knows everything about Newcastle, and has the good fortune to drink at one of the best Draught Bass houses in the country. Electric Pics, who posts under the alias “Adrian” was responsible for this… Continue reading MAKING GBG HAY IN WHITLEY BAY

I WON’T BE BEATEN IN MONKSEATON

Heading off to the seaside now, without ever actually seeing it on the 20 minute metro meander round the coast. The revelation on the metro journey came late. “Next stop Tine-mouth” I’d always been told it was “Tin-muff” by those evil Geordies. I’d always also been told that railway stations were places you bought overpriced… Continue reading I WON’T BE BEATEN IN MONKSEATON