JOHN SMITH’S AND JESSIE’S GIRL

Yes, new cover stars for our penultimate Preston post.  Note the Two Mudgies (BBC 4, Thursdays, 1.30am) discussing the pronunciation of Thwaites. Reaching the inevitable climax now, we headed back toward the market and, er, the Market. Whether the Market Tavern or Tap, I care not. Well, I’m going with what it says on the… Continue reading JOHN SMITH’S AND JESSIE’S GIRL

MORE TREMBLING MADNESS. AND PLUM PORTER IN YORK.

Next up in York was what we call a speculative pre-emptive (ASP), which I bumbled to via this impressive building. The new, second branch of the House of Trembling Madness would be a shoe-in for the Guide in Yeovil or Yaxley, but in York is has stiffer competition. HoTM (1) was an early indication, along… Continue reading MORE TREMBLING MADNESS. AND PLUM PORTER IN YORK.

UNBRIDLED JOY IN BRIDLINGTON

OK, that title only really works if you pronounce your favourite East Yorkshire resort as “Bride“, but bear with me. The train from Hull rattled past Beverley and Driffield, normally homes to at least one new GBG tick each year.  This must have been a first tick in Brid for a decade, since the wonderful-looking… Continue reading UNBRIDLED JOY IN BRIDLINGTON

A TRAIN BEER FOR THE PICCADILLY TAP

Yes, still more from my Birthday I’m afraid. Having lost track of time AND forgotten I could only use my return ticket on the Welsh chugger back to Piccadilly, I had 27.5 minutes to kill in Wilmslow.  No great undiscovered boozers, no micros, not even some weird street art down a dark alley.  Just a… Continue reading A TRAIN BEER FOR THE PICCADILLY TAP

A ROYAL WELCOME AT READING UNIVERSITY

A real triumph next, as I beat both Pubmeister (who was actually conceived at Elm Park) and BRAPA (who saw Hull Tigercity win a corner at Madejksi recently) to this one. GBG pubs in universities aren’t that rare; I can recall Lancaster, Liverpool. Warwick and Keele over the years.  My own University, the Conservatoire of… Continue reading A ROYAL WELCOME AT READING UNIVERSITY