“Have the real ale; we’re trying to get on to the next barrel !”

Back up to Durham, where I seemed to be stalking BRAPA, or perhaps vice versa. Half a dozen ticks, and a burning urge to return to Bishop Auckland. It’s not a rich town, but it has a richness of history and architecture and landscape few towns can match. And of course, it is the home… Continue reading “Have the real ale; we’re trying to get on to the next barrel !”