October 2025. Leicester. Regular readers will know I’m no fan of history, which is I why I follow a team founded in 2008 and can’t tell my Art Deco from my Art Nouveau (or Garfunkel). But apparently Leicester is even more famous for a dead king than for the all-time footballing miracle or the curry… Continue reading IN SEARCH OF KINGS (AND CAR PARKS)
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CONCESSIONARY YORK
February 2025. York. Last musings from our mini break in York, which proved the UK tourist industry is in rude health in 2025, folk desperate to bask in our tropical temperatures and pay a tenner to see a load of reconstituted timber. 14th century Barley Hall was “rediscovered” in the 1980s by the York Architectural… Continue reading CONCESSIONARY YORK
YORK MINSTER – NCSS 3.5
February 2025. York. Another dreich morning greeted us last Monday, but at least we’d only spent £32.99 on our Travelodge. It’s £133.99 in April. Do the math. La Bottega provided the gooey almond croissant and Americano combo you want to start a morning of tourism, and despite it charging £20 each we couldn’t really pretend… Continue reading YORK MINSTER – NCSS 3.5
A SHAMBLES
February 2025. York. We left Brew York after sharing a third of that inevitable Imperial Stout, conscious that, as the word below “Trust me you can dance” says, too much beer is a very bad thing. So, no trip across the road to the Blue Bell, or to Ossett’s Hop, which as Mrs RM noted… Continue reading A SHAMBLES
JUICE FORSYTH
February 2025. York. Back from Poppleton, I wondered how much of her ChatGPT generated Insta-friendly York blog Mrs RM had managed to tick while I was ticking the Lord Nelson. Not a lot. “Research” her excuse. She’d found York astonishingly busy on a damp Sunday night the week before half-term, and sure enough the pubs… Continue reading JUICE FORSYTH
A “MYSTERY” COACH TRIP FROM ASHTON-UNDER-LYNE TO THE PHOENIX IN YORK
February 2025. York. Mrs RM was following the “Secret York” guide generated By ChatGPT. I’m not sure “Walk the Walls” really qualifies as a local’s secret, even if you are starting from the southern side at Fishergate Bar. Five minutes of Mrs RM shouting “You’re too close to the edge !” as if I was… Continue reading A “MYSTERY” COACH TRIP FROM ASHTON-UNDER-LYNE TO THE PHOENIX IN YORK
THE THREE TUNS – A TON OF FUN
Some of you have expressed your concern for Baa Baa Toure’s welfare after his “close association” with Colin the Cauliflower in the Three Cranes. Rest assured, he’s been thoroughly decontaminated. Press “PLAY” now for the action-packed video (children should seek parental guidance first). The sixth and final York pub of the day was another BRAPA-approved… Continue reading THE THREE TUNS – A TON OF FUN
AT LAST ! THE PUB LEGENDS MEET IN THE THREE CRANES
Looks like our BRAPA hasn’t bothered telling you about our emotional catch-up in York two weeks ago, either because a) he only writes about GBG ticking or b) he’s embarrassed by me. Or John or c) we’re such good company he failed to take any notes. Anyway, he seemed pleased enough to meet up on… Continue reading AT LAST ! THE PUB LEGENDS MEET IN THE THREE CRANES
UP AND OVER THE WALLS TO THE SLIP INN
Three pubs into the Great York Tuesday Topeathon (?) and time for me to stretch my legs on the walls while John has a Spoons lunch (Manager’s Special Curry, apparently). The Micklegate Bar Spoons is clearly at a key location in the city as the walls have been built just outside its doors, in fact… Continue reading UP AND OVER THE WALLS TO THE SLIP INN
THE SILVER KING, IN THE FOX
NO ! Not our John, the beer, silly. I’d wanted to revisit Osset’s Fox, a favourite of BRAPA and myself and a test of how midweek lunchtime drinking is holding up in mid-2022. We’d have popped in the Volunteer, a GBG regular, but lunchtime opening isn’t for everyone, and besides there was a scary object… Continue reading THE SILVER KING, IN THE FOX
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