Used that one in New York in 2019, so can use it in Cumbria under the 3 year (re-use of blog titles) rule. The last day of Cumbrian ticking started, as all things must, with a loo stop in lovely Penrith Spoons. Despite a scarcity of accommodation in Penrith, both the Dog Beck and the… Continue reading LOOK, THERE’S THE CARLISLE
Tag: Table service
BANG BANG (CHICKEN) THE IRISH TICKS FALL, BANG BANG WHEN RETIRED MARTIN CALLS
I know you’ve been patiently waiting for an obscure B.A. Robertson reference (especially Scott), and there it is. Pub No. 2 on the Norn Iron Tickaton, and the first one actually in the Guide. It’s the White Horse in Saintfield (pop. 3,381), which looks promising when framed by bodies of water either side on the… Continue reading BANG BANG (CHICKEN) THE IRISH TICKS FALL, BANG BANG WHEN RETIRED MARTIN CALLS
“Please come to the bar to be seated”
I hope you appreciate that pubs can be good despite average beer, or dreary despite exceptional ale. These four ticks in West Wilts were a mix of all that makes pub visiting our national pastime (after whippet racing), but the Lock Inn Cafe tested the patience. Bradford-on-Avon really is the Skipton of the South-West. A… Continue reading “Please come to the bar to be seated”
BACK TO THE BAR
Next up should have been the micropub in Brough which I know you’re desperate to read about, but on “Freedom Day” I have to bring you a report on my first trip to the bar in what seems like years. I was going to have a day off the beer as I mentally prepared for… Continue reading BACK TO THE BAR
THE CASE AGAINST TABLE SERVICE Vol 73.
Mudgie asked me what beer I had in Matlock and I confess I’ve no idea, as I wasn’t allowed to see the hand pumps as I was shown to the table. I know it was their Moot Ales homebrew, and I’m sure the enthusiastic barperson gave me a lengthy answer describing “A crispy hoppy beer,… Continue reading THE CASE AGAINST TABLE SERVICE Vol 73.
CALL THAT A ROADMAP ?
I’ll leave the analysis of the Prime Minister’s Road Map to the experts, it sounded as depressing as we all expected. AND the Covid cases actually went up from last week. My Pollyanna status is under threat. At least barbers can return on 12 April; perhaps they can cut hair outside in the pub “wine… Continue reading CALL THAT A ROADMAP ?
“DON’T TOUCH THE BAR !”
You left us in Boot, at the foot of the Hardknott Pass in Eskdale. The toy trains come here, the Ladies who lunch come here, the 4x4s run you over here. It’s one of the top Lakes honeypot villages. We went to explore Boot. It took 15 seconds, one for each resident. FIFTEEN permanent souls… Continue reading “DON’T TOUCH THE BAR !”
ALL MASKED UP IN ETAL
Masks, eh ? Whatever. It’s just a mask. Next up is my first pub where I had to wear a mask on entering a pub. The rather fetching Black Bull in Etal. Or Etal with Ford as the poshos prefer it. Just south of Coldstream, and those funny Scots with their sensible leader, lies Etal… Continue reading ALL MASKED UP IN ETAL
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