STALKING BRAPA IN HIPSTER YORK

Simon reported his Sainsbury delivery van was on the way, so once he’d unpacked the Scandinavian avocado and Grimsby quinoa he’d be ready for a pint at somewhere new and exciting over the river. Simon lives in the hipster quarter (over-40 section) of course and would normally have been found in the Forty-Five Vinyl Cafe… Continue reading STALKING BRAPA IN HIPSTER YORK

YOU’RE MY-YY-YY, YOU’RE MY FAVOURITE WEASTE OF TIME

Back to my Birthday.  With any luck I’ll finish this mini-series before my next one. I think you know the route by now, a zigzag through Castlefield and Salford Quays into the glories of Greater Eccles. Clearly, I should have gone straight to bed and listened to the Match of the Day inquest on the… Continue reading YOU’RE MY-YY-YY, YOU’RE MY FAVOURITE WEASTE OF TIME

SUCCUMBING TO SAM IN ALTRINCHAM

That’s supposed to rhyme, by the way. Finally in Altrincham, and just to prove we do visit pubs that aren’t in the Beer Guide, we visited Sam Smiths’ Malt Shovels. Mainly because it gave us an excuse to admire the Alty treasure that is the “Informed Solutions of Manchester” HQ. And the equally wonderful duo… Continue reading SUCCUMBING TO SAM IN ALTRINCHAM