16th October 2022. I like to think of myself as an expert on the A1. OK, I can’t tell you what the road is made of (holes ?), but I know all the service stations and pubs from weekly trips from Huntingdon to Blyth and beyond. We’re just about to get a new services at… Continue reading BE BOLD, STOP IN BALDERTON
But I did walk to the Rose & Crown in Wadsley, in the hills above Hillsborough. I didn’t actually head out to the edge of Rivelin Valley for a pint. Honest. But could YOU walk past this pub just after it opened ? Probably Will could, he’s the man of steel, though his nerves will… Continue reading “Torn”, medical complaints and Hi-Vis. A Proper Pub up Hillsborough way in the Golden Hour.
I rather disclosed the rest of the itinerary in that last post, didn’t I ? On to the most photogenic part of the trail, as Stafford’s Ancient High House retains its majesty, despite being sullied by Savers Health & Beauty and Fone Giant. As always, look UP (and expect to bump into someone). Joule’s Rose… Continue reading A STAFFORD JOULE, BUT IS IT A JEWEL ?
Back to Guess the Pub, and a real Bass classic, with some of the biggest sales of the amber nectar anywhere. Where am I ? Well, there’s a lot of weird stuff, and a lot of lil ol’ England in a city known for utopian ideas. They take their substantial meals seriously here; And show… Continue reading GUESS THE BASS PUB
My first post from Hitchin met with some kickback by other people who couldn’t get away from it quick enough. So I’m back, bringing you more reports from the cutting-edge of craft beer. In some towns (Stockport, probably) there’d be a hipster with a microbrewery under every one of those canvases in the market square.… Continue reading HITCHIN CRAFT UNION CONSPIRACY SPECIAL
Definitely one for Pub Curmudgeon next, as I dive into Ludlow, Queen of the Marches and default daytrip for the Kidderminster pashmina set. I arrived in the drizzle, which tends to get pashminas wet, so the town wasn’t quite as hectic as on previous visits, though of course older Dads will insist on dragging… Continue reading LUDLOW – A JOULE WITHIN A JEWEL
Back in Essex to finish off ticking our most consistent county for pubs. Mirroring the rest of the country, this year the last three ticks are a micro, a brewery tap and a very Proper Pub. The micro was so worthy but dull that I can’t bring myself to bore you with pictures of its… Continue reading A ROCHFORD RUMBLE (AGAIN)
Actually, it was in Stone, Bucks. But I don’t want to confuse and over-excite Staffordshire Paul before his morning pint. Bucks, as Si and I have said at least 37 times, is a dull county in every sense (awaits backlash from Wycombe reader). And the Rose & Crown looks like every other village pub within… Continue reading ALE A1 IN AILING AYLESBURY
BLOGGERS TIP: If in doubt about your featured image. Go with the cat. A farm cat, rather than a pub cat, but with free cows thrown in. And because you can’t resist a Paddy McAloon reference; This is the cat that catches the mice* at Hilly Billy Farm in Allgreave. I would normally tell you… Continue reading ICE CREAM & SPRING CLEANS IN ALLGREAVE
I often observe in this blog on the transformation of British cities, for example by independent enterprise in Mansfield or street art in Weston Super Mare. I didn’t notice much different about Blackpool this week, and that’s fine with me. It displayed plenty of the qualities that made it famous, and the beach looked the best… Continue reading DON’T EVER CHANGE