10th January 2023. It had cost me £4.50 for my ticket from Saints Airport to Winchester (bargain evening return, well done South Western), so I felt I HAD to sneak in one before rescuing Mrs RM from spreadsheets and questions about “receivables”. As luck would have it, the train was delayed just long enough to… Continue reading ….REDEEMED BY ALBION
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A NIGHT OF BITTER DISAPPOINTMENT IN WINCHESTER….
10th January 2023. “What will you have to write about once you catch up on the blog ?” asks Mrs RM. Well, last night I visited the pub nearest England’s newest new road (big prize for working that out) for Dizzy Blonde and pork scratchings. Don’t worry about lack of material. A week ago, we’d… Continue reading A NIGHT OF BITTER DISAPPOINTMENT IN WINCHESTER….
SOAKED PHONES IN WOO WOO
Mrs RM is free to nick any of my photos from Winchester for her blog, for the usual fee. For such a posh town city, Winchester always delivers a decent night out. Perhaps because people do still go out, and not just at weekends. Loads of folk like us (old, careworn etc etc), young professionals… Continue reading SOAKED PHONES IN WOO WOO
ENDING THE WINCHESTER CRAWL IN THE OLD GAOLHOUSE
Grief this is feeling like a long old haul. Nearly there though. Next stop was the Queen, a real outlier that takes you through the attractive streets south of the Cathedral. Goodness know how we made it past the Wykeham without a stop there, but no doubt the Pride was drinking well without our… Continue reading ENDING THE WINCHESTER CRAWL IN THE OLD GAOLHOUSE
SINGING “COCKLES & MUSSELS, DOOM BAR NBSS 4.0, OH”
Premiership winning interlude over, back to the South coast. So you’ve heard about a “pub” that shuts on Saturday for private functions, and a craft beer bar with trestle tables and ’80s vinyl, what about Proper Pubs ? How about the Eclipse, which enchanted and disappointed a year ago ? That was on a midweek… Continue reading SINGING “COCKLES & MUSSELS, DOOM BAR NBSS 4.0, OH”
EXTENDING THE OVERDRAFT IN WINCHESTER
Not ALL the Winchester pubs had forgot what “pub” is an abbreviation of. We had a great night there; we always do. Winchester is an odd place. At times it seems the exclusive preserve of well-off 25-35 year olds; the pubs packed with folk with enough cash left after their mortgage for a proper… Continue reading EXTENDING THE OVERDRAFT IN WINCHESTER
“STUFF YOUR WEDDING, WINCHESTER; I NEED A PUB TICK”
Having delivered BRAPA into the warm bosom of the Fens, it was time for Mrs RM and I to set off in our campervan for Bridport. The M25 and M3 (now “intelligent”) were quite accommodating, but I’d had enough driving by the time we got to Winchester, and there were two ticks there. I always… Continue reading “STUFF YOUR WEDDING, WINCHESTER; I NEED A PUB TICK”
WINCHESTER – FINDING ALFIE
Hampshire is nearly conquered for another year, and then I can turn my attention to the funny little island calling from across the Solent. Winchester (a.k.a. best place to live in the UK) has turned into quite a decent base for us, with a little home for our campervan at No Man’s Land a couple of miles east of town… Continue reading WINCHESTER – FINDING ALFIE
MID-WEEK WINCHESTER
Stopping at Winchester‘s caravan park on the way to End of the Road made a change, we normally stay in Salisbury, which gives me plenty of time to whinge about warm Hop Back beers in their otherwise very lively pubs The absence of the Beer Guide when we left home (surely the subject of a future… Continue reading MID-WEEK WINCHESTER
TOP 100 PUBS – WYKEHAM ARMS, WINCHESTER
Looking back at previous Top 100 pubs, there’s not many upmarket examples in there (this one apart of course). So I’m glad to be able to add a Proper Posh Pub to my list. It’s good to know there are places to drop in to overhear conversations about Danish gilt rates and castle breaks in Liechtenstein. On… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – WYKEHAM ARMS, WINCHESTER
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