April 2025. West Sheffield. The posh bit. I’m getting jealous of other #PubMen reports from trips to Plymouth, and Stafford (watch out Paul, there’s a BRAPA about) and Lucerne, while circumstances keep me closer to home. But the sun has been shining on Wolverhampton, and Bolton, and Sheffield, which looked splendid the other Sunday as… Continue reading ALL THE PUBS IN SHEFFIELD ON FOOT No. 382. THE RISING SUN, FULWOOD
Tag: Rising Sun
PUTTING BEDS TO BED
Great excitement in Slip End, home of my last GBG tick for Bedfordshire, a county whose seething resentment at its absence from my Top 10 was evident on my visit. Yes, a new grass cutting contract for this small village known locally as “that place just off the M1 you can’t actually get to“. A… Continue reading PUTTING BEDS TO BED
NO FAKES IN GUNNISLAKE
There’s a lot of misery about, isn’t there ? Not at the Rising Sun in Gunnislake, there isn’t. One of SEVEN Cornish ticks for me on this trip, just an unspoilt boozer in the tradition of Cwmbran’s Bush or the Brown Bear in Braughing. Views from the hillside Gents (and Ladies) were a bit more… Continue reading NO FAKES IN GUNNISLAKE
“A FINE DAY FOR RETIRED PERSONS” IN BOTUS FLEMING
Mrs RM and I sure know how to live. Two nights in Saltash Travelodge, £29.99 a night, with a FREE game of musical chairs at the Burger King that constituted the entirety of our evening culinary options. I popped across the road to get fancy goods from Waitrose. At the meat counter, a lady concluded… Continue reading “A FINE DAY FOR RETIRED PERSONS” IN BOTUS FLEMING
SHOE SHOPPING IN TRURO
16th January 2020 Day 2 of the Great Cornish Slog, and we arrived in Falmouth where Sis was meeting up with my niece Patricia. The way people talk about Cornwall you’d think it was a different country, rather than a mere 6hrs 14 away. Grief, they even have shops in Kernow ! I’d managed to… Continue reading SHOE SHOPPING IN TRURO
LICKING LAWRENCE DALLAGLIO IN LEVERINGTON
Next stop on the Fens Flyer was Leverington, tantalisingly placed two miles out of Wisbech, and thus far too far for BRAPA to walk. I was here a couple of years ago; At the bar Simon discussed the imminent Cloudwater delivery with our old school hosts. Sorry, wrong pic. At 12.30 we were the only… Continue reading LICKING LAWRENCE DALLAGLIO IN LEVERINGTON
LOST IN A FOREST (OF DEAN)
Back to that strict chronology you ticking types like, and a first exodus on this blog into the Forest of Dean, armed with your best wishes for my safe return. I felt FoD, or whatever locals call it, may have more to explore than anywhere else in the UK. You might be interested to see… Continue reading LOST IN A FOREST (OF DEAN)
CHRISTCHURCH BAY – PONIES, DOMS, CIDER, WOWSERS
Sometimes the hardest part of doing these blogs is deciding which travel “experiences” to lump together and which to allow to shine on their own. Here’s the four exciting pubs I did from Lymington in what I will call Christchurch Bay. You can see them marked on the map if you’ve got good eyesight. Starting with the… Continue reading CHRISTCHURCH BAY – PONIES, DOMS, CIDER, WOWSERS
ELGOODS – A HOME WIN
My last Beer Guide pub in Cambridgeshire turned out to be a small joy, just as completing your home county before September is out is a joy. Take note Simey BRAPA Man. 20 years into Beer Guide ticking, you reach a point where there aren’t quite so many return trips into darkest Fenland annually, each… Continue reading ELGOODS – A HOME WIN
NO NEED TO BYPASS TARPORLEY
My earliest experiences of Robinsons pubs were the slightly run-down but cheery places in the Dark Peak, close to the train carriage B&B at the Little Mill in Rowarth. It wasn’t just the cheap beer that impressed in the unknown lands of Marple Bridge and Romiley; some of our group had never seen a hill before,… Continue reading NO NEED TO BYPASS TARPORLEY
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