“Taskmaster burst the bionic zit-splitter Breakneck speed we drown ten pints of bitter We lean all day and some say that ain’t productive That depend upon the demons that you’re stuck with” Roots Manuva – Witness Clearly Rodney aka Roots has been on a pub crawl with Stafford’s Paul and knows that ten pints of… Continue reading ROOTS MANOEUVRE
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6.5% BREAKFAST STOUT BY THE PINT
A couple of short posts praising London (calm down !, calm down !), and then I’ll give you my review of GBG19, featuring bits nicked off BRAPA’s post last night. Amongst the GBG ticking fraternity*, we use the word “professional drinking” to indicate sensible quaffing that maximises ticks without busting the Government limits (the Spanish… Continue reading 6.5% BREAKFAST STOUT BY THE PINT
EXTENDING THE OVERDRAFT IN WINCHESTER
Not ALL the Winchester pubs had forgot what “pub” is an abbreviation of. We had a great night there; we always do. Winchester is an odd place. At times it seems the exclusive preserve of well-off 25-35 year olds; the pubs packed with folk with enough cash left after their mortgage for a proper… Continue reading EXTENDING THE OVERDRAFT IN WINCHESTER
HITCHIN CRAFT INVASION
I’d always thought the real sign of a craft breakthrough would be a bar with keg fonts on the back wall in the North Hertfordshire towns of my youth. Well, Letchworth suddenly has a modern brewery tap and a bottle shop to rival anything in Glossop. And now, from possibly the lowest starting point of… Continue reading HITCHIN CRAFT INVASION
OXFORD v CAMBRIDGE REVISITED
There’s an assumption of a great Cambridge/Oxford rivalry. It doesn’t exist, anymore than Uttoxeter and Doncaster are daggers drawn because both hold horsey races. I don’t know anyone who watches the boat race, and even on trips to the Manor or Kassam Stadiums I doubt many United fans bothered to set foot in the… Continue reading OXFORD v CAMBRIDGE REVISITED
