I do hope there’s no unflattering pictures of your Pub Blogging Heroes on here. That would be terrible. Actually, there’s little point reading my posts on Rugby. R. Coldwell Esq has the better photos of old beer stuff and Mudgie will have eloquently said in 200 words what it takes me 2,000. But Richard hasn’t… Continue reading SIX STARS IN RUGBY
Tag: Warwickshire pubs
ALIVE & KICKING AT THE RUGBY TOWN & COUNTY CLUB
Almost an Associates reference there, which will mean nothing to you lot. Note how I drag you in with a bit of Donnington, too, perhaps leading you to expect another trashing of the Cotswold cod liver oil they call beer. But no, this was a Saturday lunchtime in Rugby, buying those little leads that go… Continue reading ALIVE & KICKING AT THE RUGBY TOWN & COUNTY CLUB
RUDOLPH IN ARDEN
I had a week off the GBG trail after that Birthday flurry; pubs need help after Christmas, of course. Then I was off, telling Mrs RM my destination was Henley so I’d at least get some sympathy from her. Not many people know this, but Henley-in-Arden is a little gem, a far better proposition than… Continue reading RUDOLPH IN ARDEN
HI-VIS BREAKFASTS IN WARWICK SPOONS
“Holidays are coming” and with it all those dreadful seasonal drinkers that CAMRA members on DISCOURSE are criticising for putting money in pub tills. If in doubt, follow the Spoons van as it drops off all your favourite festive drinks to a packed Wetherspoons near you. You’ll never get to the bar, of course, as… Continue reading HI-VIS BREAKFASTS IN WARWICK SPOONS
“LONDON CALLING”, RUGBY
There can surely be no better place to complete Warwickshire GBG entries than the fine town of Rugby. Except possibly Atherstone. And what better way to complete any county than in a modern music bar, as the sole customer treated to Taylor Swift videos played on every wall, drinking a Church End beer in a… Continue reading “LONDON CALLING”, RUGBY
NECTAR IN NUNEATON
Every 11th Thursday is curry night, when two middle-aged codgers from the east of England meet up in obscure parts of the Midlands to enjoy pubs and Indian restaurants. It’s a simple formula, only faltering slightly when I book rooms at a complete dump on the A5. Sorry Charles. The pub at the motel was… Continue reading NECTAR IN NUNEATON