We’ve looked at one Burton classic beer; let’s look at the other one. One of the big differences between Bass and Pedigree is the red triangle. That Bass sign is iconic, Pedi changes its image every decade and gets ridiculed for it. I quite like the branding. There, I said it. To be fair, there’s… Continue reading A PERFECT PEDI
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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
LE67
BeerMat, who knows these things, tells us that Pfeffel has been in Coalville this week. We don’t know whether he found time for a Doom Bar in the Monkey Walk or a Pedi in the home of the UK’s most infamous golliwog. Legally, I should leave LE67 to BeerMat., who has exclusive rights to sell… Continue reading LE67
PUMP & RUB, THE PUB IS THE HUB
Two more to finish the night in Chester-le-Street for you. It’s a hard place to describe. But pictures often help. A lovely/lively scruffy town of 24,227 souls that looks to Durham City for shopping and high culture in the Station House ,but always returns for the cheap beer and county cricket and Clems. Duncan and… Continue reading PUMP & RUB, THE PUB IS THE HUB
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
“THERE’S A PUB ON THE CORNER…”
12th February 2020 It’s seventeen years since I saw Maria McKee play at Liverpool’s Academy 2, an incendiary full band gig I’ve only seen equalled by you know who since. The highlight of that night was this epic with its classic opening line. “There’s a pub on the corner” That night my pre-gig pint (possibly… Continue reading “THERE’S A PUB ON THE CORNER…”
A TOBY CARVERY IN DUDLEY
Next up, a few days in Dudley with Mrs RM, making an overdue return to this blog. Hang on, I’ve only just got back from finishing Dudley and the West Midlands. Poor planning, Mrs RM. Anyway, no new GBG pubs, so I have to content myself with a few painful train journeys and some very… Continue reading A TOBY CARVERY IN DUDLEY
CROUCHING DINER, HIDDEN PEDIGREE
Yet another county completed. Just for Si, here’s Doable Derbyshire; Just to confuse you, BRAPA came to the Spotted Cow in Holbrook AFTER me and has already blogged about it. His post is much too long for me to read, of course. Holbrook is eminently doable from Derby, as long as you don’t get distracted… Continue reading CROUCHING DINER, HIDDEN PEDIGREE
THE HERITAGE PUB BREAKFAST CLUB
I know there’s a few of you who like looking at pictures of old pubs, so here’s a pub I looked at for a few minutes while waiting for the 9.43 from Heaton Chapel to Manchester Piccadilly last Wednesday. I’ve never been in the Plough, or any pubs in Heaton Moor, which may be a… Continue reading THE HERITAGE PUB BREAKFAST CLUB
VANILLA ESPRESSO MARTINIS & MARSTON’S PEDIGREE IN A NORTHAMPTON ESTATE PUB
Mrs RM is on a long-term project in Northampton. She feels your pain. I joined her at the Campanile Hotel on the edge of nowhere. It has French pizza and (brewery unspecified) Boddingtons on keg, she tells me. Next door was a Harvester with a lone Doom Bar pump, which sounds appealing on a Monday… Continue reading VANILLA ESPRESSO MARTINIS & MARSTON’S PEDIGREE IN A NORTHAMPTON ESTATE PUB
