Call off the search; it’s arrived. See the excitement on Baa Baa’s little face. I hope he’s rested and ready to start the Big Pink, which you always thought was an album by The Band. My first tick in the new Guide, prompted by whippet from a PO Box in Newmarket, came in Rugby. It… Continue reading AND SO IT BEGINS….MY FIRST GBG22 TICK, IN RUGBY
Tag: Rugby
BULLISH ABOUT PUBS
“Frankie Says…” go to a pub. Actually, after the Half Moon I was ready for an early night of Chinese takeaway and LBC, with BRAPA to come in the morning. But then our group split up, and Pete & The Mudgies (a punk group from Atherstone, surely ?), nipped in the Bull. For a… Continue reading BULLISH ABOUT PUBS
THE HALF MOON – FIGHTING BACK
I’m sorry this post pops out long after the lovely Ali has brought her cover versions of Fairport Convention classics to the Half Moon. You can still catch Dean Friedman, though. Pub Number 8 was a lung-busting five minutes out of town, and only inserted in the itnerary at my insistence. It was the Pub… Continue reading THE HALF MOON – FIGHTING BACK
BEER GUIDE TICKING TERROR AT THE TAP
Nearly finished Rugby now. Then I can turn my attention to (checks diary) BRAPA in Belper. One of the downsides of these pub crawls, apart from the fixation on craft bars, is that you’re expected to stick with the group, and not nip off to pubs that aren’t on the official route or admire the… Continue reading BEER GUIDE TICKING TERROR AT THE TAP
CRAFTY BANKERS
Bankers for the next Beer Guide, that is. Si, Duncan and I can spot them a mile off these days. Bikes rather than mobility scooters outside the door, shiny tables resembling a board game, complex lavatory arrangements, hipster customers, Oh. And those beers you’ve never heard of, of course. But the beer. Wow. On a… Continue reading CRAFTY BANKERS
YOU CAN THANK YOUR LUCKY STARS FOR THE SQUIRREL
Rugby Pub No.5, and we weren’t even a little bit tipsy, apart from Richard who was becoming ever more animated at the prospect of some Proper Factory-produced beer at our next pub. On the way we passed an advert for Dean Friedman’s show, “Lucky Stars” and, er, the other ones. I just played his impressive… Continue reading YOU CAN THANK YOUR LUCKY STARS FOR THE SQUIRREL
I SUCCUMB TO THE PLUM (PORTER)
What are those #PubMen looking at ? I guess they were eyeing up my yummy Plum Porter at the Victoria, our fourth Rugby stop. This was the longest walk of the day, a mammoth ten minutes out towards the former Bass stronghold of Hillmorton. Ten minutes, and four excellent pieces of jaywalking from our… Continue reading I SUCCUMB TO THE PLUM (PORTER)
YOU CAN NEVER HAVE TOO MANY BASS MIRRORS
Two backstreet boozers to start, both with a decent smattering of custom by 2019 standards, then onto the “Lunch Stop” aka “Anywhere But Spoons“. The rest of our group doubted my navigational skills as I wove them past dustbins and through Balti kitchens and graveyards on the way to the Merchant’s. If I’d been… Continue reading YOU CAN NEVER HAVE TOO MANY BASS MIRRORS
CARLING BY THE JUG
Pub 2 on the Rugby Crawl was but a few yards from the Seven Stars. In fact, a look at my original schedule (being auctioned off in July) shows how close the pubs are together. You could visit eight in less than an hour, if you had Bob Hawke’s drinking prowess. The tourist… Continue reading CARLING BY THE JUG
SIX STARS IN RUGBY
I do hope there’s no unflattering pictures of your Pub Blogging Heroes on here. That would be terrible. Actually, there’s little point reading my posts on Rugby. R. Coldwell Esq has the better photos of old beer stuff and Mudgie will have eloquently said in 200 words what it takes me 2,000. But Richard hasn’t… Continue reading SIX STARS IN RUGBY
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