ANDOVER – PIGS IN BLANKETS

Yes, this morning I thought you probably needed a picture of oversized ladies underwear in Andover market. Probably a metaphor for something. To prove this blog isn’t computer generated, here’s the result from the Andover etc parliamentary elections overnight. Tells you all you need to know. I arrived in town on Saturday to be pounced… Continue reading ANDOVER – PIGS IN BLANKETS

THE WEAVERS – NO STRATHAVEN FOR HALLOWEEN HATERS

No, that’s not BRAPA after a third pint of barley wine tonight. This is the sight we’ve all faced in pubs since the middle of October, uniform Halloween tat, to be replaced by Christmas tat next week (if not already).  As you’ll know, I don’t believe in celebrating anything, bar my own birthday (22 December… Continue reading THE WEAVERS – NO STRATHAVEN FOR HALLOWEEN HATERS

CHESTERFIELD – CROOKED SPIRE, HONEST PUBS

For those of you wondering when you’ll get the chance to read what really happened to BRAPA in the Fens, I’ll be there by tomorrow. First, a foray into northern Derbyshire, one of our most reliably pubby areas. By sheer good luck, my guest house was ideally placed for the new newbies in and around… Continue reading CHESTERFIELD – CROOKED SPIRE, HONEST PUBS

“GET THE RUBY IN FIRST, EH !” LANGWORTHY LEGEND

And, in the end, it all came down to Langworthy, an exciting trip over the M602 at 10pm. A year ago today I was at the Grand Canyon, and it can’t match this view. For fans of great street names (see also: Whitwick), here’s My Street. It could be yours, too. I’m heading for the… Continue reading “GET THE RUBY IN FIRST, EH !” LANGWORTHY LEGEND