I couldn’t put it off any longer; Norfolk needed to be nipped in the bud (there’s a pun on local CAMRA there somewhere). Yes, I feel the same way about the North Norfolk coast as I do about France. The locals are fine but the (mainly North London) visitors are generally ghastly. Think of my… Continue reading YOUR PUB TICKING HERO BRAVES BURNHAM
November is the cruellest month for pub tickers. Only 30 days to visit pubs, dark by 4, discovering one in four Guide entries unexpectedly shut, and then on Saturday lunchtimes they’re often eerily quiet. But “Rejoice ! Rejoice !”, December brings with it hordes of once-a-year pubgoers, all queueing at the bar when only one… Continue reading BRING ON THE PART-TIME PUBBERS !
After putting off this piece for a couple of weeks, I can put it off no more. I keep reading about folk seduced by North Norfolk, but it’s not for me. Full of ghastly gastropubs, warm beer and North Londoners on mini-breaks, it’s my idea of Maidenhead-by-the-Sea. But Wells is where I spent some of… Continue reading WELLS-NEXT-THE-SEA – A DUTCH & DANISH TAKEOVER