A PEEP INTO NEEPSEND

“Banning Christmas would be inhuman” says the Prime Minister today, proving himself out of touch with a nation only bothered about how I’M getting a pint on my birthday (22 December). If anyone wants to interview me in a pub for an imaginary job on the 22nd to exploit the “Business Usage” loophole I’m happy… Continue reading A PEEP INTO NEEPSEND

CHRISTMAS ON HOLD IN SOUTH ANSTON

Another 5 hour return journey to Sheffield, another deposit into Big Yellow Storage (Ellie Brooks and The Fall LPs today), another journey through the Tier 3 wastelands of South Yorkshire and the East Midlands on the way home. The lack of any indoor seating (whether cafe or pub) till you reach Peterborough is beginning to… Continue reading CHRISTMAS ON HOLD IN SOUTH ANSTON

NO DISPOSABLE CAMERA **** IN THE DARTON TAP

In case you’re alarmed, the **** is BRAP, whose Adventure rather ran to ground in the Darton Tap in January, when a lack of careful planning meant a trip to a South Yorkshire chemist as humiliating as the one taken by Suggs in “House of Fun”. The results were hilarious. In honour of that classic… Continue reading NO DISPOSABLE CAMERA **** IN THE DARTON TAP

PARKGATE – IT’S NOW OR NEVER

Plenty of notice for the Elvis night at the Fitzwilliam, anyway. Mind, you’re never more than 50 yards from an Elvis night in Rotherham. And increasingly, you’re never more than 237 yards from a new micropub. I almost did this one, round the corner from the Something Brew Inn… But my next GBG tick was… Continue reading PARKGATE – IT’S NOW OR NEVER

SHEFFIELD : IN THE CHURCH OF THE POISON MIND

  A rare appearance by a long-forgotten Culture Club single from that summer of ’83, and a rare appearance by our two lads, pictured in a Sheffield pub on Saturday morning. This was a flying visit to check our undergrad lad was eating “properly“. He certainly demolished a Balti at 7 Spices near Shakespeare’s. You’ll… Continue reading SHEFFIELD : IN THE CHURCH OF THE POISON MIND

SOUTH YORKSHIRE – A TOP FINISH

I’m skipping over my 3rd micro pub in a row, not because the beer wasn’t good (the Acorn Porter was spectacular, NBSS 4), or the atmosphere unfriendly (it was great), but because even less happened than in the two in north Barnsley. No sniggering at a failed entrance, no doggie stand-off, no animated discussion about… Continue reading SOUTH YORKSHIRE – A TOP FINISH