Having decided to report on ALL the pubs I visit (except THAT one in Lincs), I’m faced with the reality that some places are a bit dull, particularly the Social Clubs that seem to be making the Guide with a vengeance this year. Unless there’s some admission drama e.g. “Oooh, we don’t let you CAMRAs… Continue reading CLENT CLUBBING
Just for our US of A readers today, a spurious Dylan/boxing/Worcestershire canal town mash-up. If Mr Zimmerman lived in Brum he’d no doubt enjoy pensioners days out to Stourport-on-Severn, which looks increasingly like Felixstowe without the sea (and depressed Ipswich Town fans). A great place for wandering along the canal towpath contemplating how best… Continue reading A HURRICANE THROUGH STOURPORT ?
About time I started a post with a photo of beer barrels used as urinals. On to Redditch, the town famous for having more roundabouts than Milton Keynes (don’t check that) and producing Steph from Big Brother, amongst lesser known stars. I also know people who live there, so I’m on best behaviour. Rather like “The… Continue reading A “SIGN OF THE TIMES” IN REDDITCH
Apart from opening times (or lack of them), my biggest gripe with the Beer Guide is geographical inconsistency. A bit rich coming from a man who gets east (window) and west (door) mixed up, perhaps. But pubs shoot around between headings in the Beer Guide, making life hard for the completist. “Oh, I’ve done the Printer’s… Continue reading BIZARRE BROMSGROVE BOOZERS
Back on the road again, and a first trip to Pershore since a night in the very odd Wood Norton conference facilities (£25 if I recall, an all-time bargain). The Vale of Evesham, a bit like the Vale of Pewsey, gets short shrift from tourists. Apart from Pub Curmudgeon and me, who had mixed… Continue reading PERSHORE – IT’S A MYSTERY
Exam results are out today, with my son’s Maths and Sciences results (well done James) reminding me of my own prowess. Physics CSE Grade 4 means I should know there’s water in beer, even if I don’t know whether the notation is h2o or co2. As should be obvious by now, my lack of analytical… Continue reading BANKS’S MILD IN BEWDLEY
Last year I took my Dad on a whirlwind tour around the National Trust properties on the Warwick/Worcestershire/Gloucestershire border. He’s nearly recovered in time for this year’s NT crawl. Snowshill Manor stood out that day; Despite the lure of the Fleece in Bretforton and several Cotswold options we stopped in Evesham looking for food, or at least… Continue reading EVESHAM MARKET SQUARE