You left me in Wellingborough, you sods, contemplating my fate in a second new Guide pub in an otherwise unremarkable Midlands town (don’t start arguing with me, it’s Midlands). Would it be another 10 pump ale shrine like the Coach & Horses so beloved of Alan Winfield, a brewery tap selling undrinkable beers from a… Continue reading WELLINGBOROUGH WOBBLING
Tag: Northamptonshire
LASAGNE v MOUSSAKA
Along with Bedfordshire, Northants is a bit of a doddle to do each year. The odd estate pub putting on some microbrew, a village pub going gastro, perhaps a micro in a town you’d assumed would never trouble the GBG scorers again.. In 2021 that town is Wellingborough. Pub ticking teaches you many things; when… Continue reading LASAGNE v MOUSSAKA
TITCHMARSH LACINGS SPECTACULAR
Is there no end to the wonders of east Northamptonshire ? Posh schools, Scottish enclaves, world conker championships (pre-Covid), and pubs called Duke. There’s also a little place called Polopit, right next to Titchmarsh. I thought I’d go and explore for no reason whatsoever. As ever, Polopit is best seen from my drone, which would… Continue reading TITCHMARSH LACINGS SPECTACULAR
EASY LIKE A (BARTON SEAGRAVE) WEDNESDAY LUNCHTIME
More of that blogging from places on the edge of Kettering that you’ve never heard of, even if you live there. Dave will be thrilled. Barton Seagrave, eh ? Sounds like a latter day Madness album, doesn’t it ?, with video set in a disused Wicksteed Park next door and loads of primary school children… Continue reading EASY LIKE A (BARTON SEAGRAVE) WEDNESDAY LUNCHTIME
WELFORD’S WHARF – AS GOOD AS IT GETS
From Bristol, the by now weekly slog back up/down the M5/M42/M6/A14 was completed in just under the 3 hours, there being no pressing reason to stop in Bromsgrove until the new GBG comes out. But Mrs RM needed a refreshment stop (new term) half way. “Pub stop do you ?” “Oh yes.“ You’ll remember the… Continue reading WELFORD’S WHARF – AS GOOD AS IT GETS
KETTERING’S FADED GLORIES
Thousands of years in the future, artificial life forms will read this blog* and wonder; Why folk were queuing to buy trowels from Wilko and take cash out of Halifax ? and, Why a renowned pub blogger had driven 47 miles to to take photos of an unheralded Northamptonshire town with everything closed. I’m… Continue reading KETTERING’S FADED GLORIES
WELFORD – POSH, P****D AND PEDI
I can’t say I enjoy writing these retrospectives, but I DO enjoy reading some of my old posts (and Pubmeister, BRAPA, LifeAfterFootball et al). And blogging beats trying to find something exciting in Waterbeach. Look closely at the “Mon” symbol next to the cutlasses marking the Battle of Naseby, where Curry Charles and I fought… Continue reading WELFORD – POSH, P****D AND PEDI
LONG BUCKBY, M’DUCK
I loved the Badger’s Arms in Long Buckby, and I know BRAPA will too. How can you resist a place run by a Mr Badger (or indeed, Mr. A. Badger). They’ve even opened a railway station half a mile down the road for Si’s visit in in 2027. I covered Buckby three years ago, and… Continue reading LONG BUCKBY, M’DUCK
“I’VE BEEN THROUGH THE PUB DESERT FOR A CAT WITH NO NAME”
First rule of blogging. Stick a pub cat in there somewhere. Even if the Landlord can’t be bothered to name it. Simon and I called him Mudgie. Or Madgie if it was a girl, I didn’t look/ask. Pub 3 was the Duke’s Arms in Burton Latimer. My top readers, i.e. the Americans, will remember this… Continue reading “I’VE BEEN THROUGH THE PUB DESERT FOR A CAT WITH NO NAME”
BRAPA AND THE DUKES
I was a bit conflicted on which photo to lead with today. BRAPA’s camouflage shirt that helps him hide from irate microbrewery owners, or this one; Face it, how often do you get the award-winning, flame-resistant Ullage, Quality Street and a Tardis* in the same shot ? Quite simply, the Duke’s Head in Woodford is… Continue reading BRAPA AND THE DUKES
