October 2026. Thaxted. Essex. And finally in Thaxted, time for tea, after admiring the almshouses one last time. I’d walked the bounds, hoping one of these half-timbered beauties had a Chinese menu pinned to the wall, but intensive investigation found “only” an Indian restaurant, so Thaxted can’t be considered a real town. It also loses… Continue reading WHEN A PINT OF HAWKSTONE IS YOUR ONLY MAN
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HELLOWEEN. THE MAYPOLE, THAXTED
October 2026. Thaxted. Essex. With apologies to Lana, who shares my views on Halloween (I detest all celebrations of specific days to be honest), I have to bring you the Maypole in Thaxted. Since I’m here for the night and have saved £63.10 on my accommodation budget, I feel morally obliged to DO Thaxted properly… Continue reading HELLOWEEN. THE MAYPOLE, THAXTED
“PICKY BITS”. THE SWAN, THAXTED
October 2026. Thaxted. Essex. A Sunday night in a campervan in small-but-perfectly-formed Thaxted, staying yards from an actual GBG newbie in the Swan. I’d have ticked John Webb’s Windmill (where the Giddy Up Bar is marked) as well, but the current restoration project rather scuppered my view. Luckily, there’s a picture of what it did… Continue reading “PICKY BITS”. THE SWAN, THAXTED
