Another “Last GBG Pub In The County” for you, and more evidence that Northamptonshire is an underrated pubby gem (don’t argue, I’ll fight ya). Even more so than, say, Dorset or Gwent, Northants throws up villages seemingly untouched by progress, reflected in the pubs. Last year we had the magical Three Horseshoes in Ecton,… Continue reading HEY HO, LET’S GO. TO HEYFORD
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“A LITTLE PEACE” ON PUNKY MONDAY IN BURTON LATIMER
I think I forgot to tell you that our trip to North America was scuppered by the collapse of Primera Air, so I’ll never know how jaywalking in New York compares to Duisburg. But every cloud, etc. etc. In fact, this Saturday I’ll be meeting Mr Project Calypso himself, and have the honour of driving… Continue reading “A LITTLE PEACE” ON PUNKY MONDAY IN BURTON LATIMER
STILL LIFE IN PEDIGREE
The Bass love-in continues apace, I’m pleased to see, but I’d hate to see Pedigree written off prematurely. Perhaps even more than Bass, it needs care, and a bit of time. So I’m going to plug good pints of Pedi wherever I find them. Even outside Derby and Staffs, which sounds like sacrilege. As the… Continue reading STILL LIFE IN PEDIGREE
ANNOYING THE BLACK PRINCE WITH “FIRESTARTER”
Via the Norton spare shop, our Beer & Pubs Forum headed onwards and sidewards to the Black Prince, sister pub to the Olde England. You may be able to tell the familial resemblance, though the Gents owed more to the Combermere. It’s a bit closer to town, on Northampton‘s equivalent of Cambridge’s Mill Road, and… Continue reading ANNOYING THE BLACK PRINCE WITH “FIRESTARTER”
SADDLE SOAP ADVICE AT THE LAMPLIGHTER
It’s more than two weeks since our Northampton trip, so you could forgive me for making it up at this stage. But I have my notes, I have my photos, and now I have Richard Coldwell‘s blog to copy remind me of Pub No. 4. The Lamplighter was a real backstreet boozer on my… Continue reading SADDLE SOAP ADVICE AT THE LAMPLIGHTER
BARRY THE BOAR’S A COBBLER
Back to Northampton, where Mr Coldwell is racing ahead. I thought I might summarise the Northampton pubs in a couple of posts, but I seem to have found the town more photogenic than expected. Like the art deco church. The next part of the crawl was the tricky one, corralling ten of us up the… Continue reading BARRY THE BOAR’S A COBBLER
IT WAS 20 YEARS AGO TODAY
So finally I reach Northampton, and the rabid Beer & Pubs Forum posse get to see how incriminating my photos of them are. If you can’t face my posts, take a look at Pub Curmudgeon and Richard Coldwell now. But be warned, THEY didn’t drink a pint of Fosters in the Rifle Drum. Mrs… Continue reading IT WAS 20 YEARS AGO TODAY
SNORSCOMB MILL – DAVENTRY DELIGHTS
The Plough deserved a post, but that’s the best I could do for a title. Hope you like it, you’ll never have heard of Snorscombe Mill. Here it is, tucked beneath Everdon, which everyone knows. I took Mrs RM out for lunch in Daventry. I know how to etc. etc. etc. You’ll remember Daventry,… Continue reading SNORSCOMB MILL – DAVENTRY DELIGHTS
HARDINGSTONE – SMELLS LIKE NENE CABBAGE
This blogging lark is easy, titles apart. Whinge about opening hours, eulogise the food-free boozer, judge micro pubs on the presence of a mobility scooter, avoid Sunday lunch pubs. We failed with the last one in Hardingstone, perhaps the ultimate dormitory village for Northampton. You could walk into the county town in half an hour,… Continue reading HARDINGSTONE – SMELLS LIKE NENE CABBAGE
THE THREE HORSESHOES, ECTON – SURVIVING ON BEER, BANTER AND BAPS
On to Ecton. No, we’d never heard of it either. Excitingly placed between Wellingborough and Northampton, it’s a tiny village somehow managing two pubs, one of them a “contemporary restaurant“. There’s villages three times the size locally that can’t manage one. Ecton is very quiet on Sunday lunchtime, I presume everyone is at Billing Aquadrome, doing… Continue reading THE THREE HORSESHOES, ECTON – SURVIVING ON BEER, BANTER AND BAPS
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