After my post on the 1980 North Yorks Guide, reader “US” Dave asks; “Other than the Black Swan are there other York pubs in that guide then that are commonly visited now ? “ The answer seemed to be “NO”. Most of York’s 2021 GBG entries are outside the centre, and the central pubs long… Continue reading GHOSTS HAUNT THE BLACK SWAN IN YORK
York, Scarborough, Whitby, A trio of really obscure places for you to finish North Yorkshire. On the route into York I thought I spotted BRAPA being escorted back home after his triumphant tickathon in Hampshire, but it was just a delivery of fancy goods. Here’s a nice Sam Smiths pubs for you, they really are… Continue reading “Let he who is without sin cast the first stone”. MASK FAILURES IN YORK
I thought Simon might head home after the Sam Smiths to enjoy his Sainsbury organic port or whatever 40 year olds in York do, but he’s such a good sport he was up for a late pint in the Crescent Club. And I owed him a pint now. Working Mens Club, says Bing Maps, Community… Continue reading ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS, PRE-EMPTIVE TICK ?
Simon reported his Sainsbury delivery van was on the way, so once he’d unpacked the Scandinavian avocado and Grimsby quinoa he’d be ready for a pint at somewhere new and exciting over the river. Simon lives in the hipster quarter (over-40 section) of course and would normally have been found in the Forty-Five Vinyl Cafe… Continue reading STALKING BRAPA IN HIPSTER YORK
Getting closer to actually meeting the great BRAPA now, so I had my artisan tea/supper (falafel wrap from Harrogate Co-op), finally booked into the Heworth, and did York. York was in the grip of Chris Norman Fever during my visit. Would Chris do the original, or would the chavvy York crowd demand the Roy “Chubby”… Continue reading FOR 24 MINUTES I’D BEEN DRINKING NEXT DOOR TO EBOR MORRIS MEN
Next up in York was what we call a speculative pre-emptive (ASP), which I bumbled to via this impressive building. The new, second branch of the House of Trembling Madness would be a shoe-in for the Guide in Yeovil or Yaxley, but in York is has stiffer competition. HoTM (1) was an early indication, along… Continue reading MORE TREMBLING MADNESS. AND PLUM PORTER IN YORK.
Right, now I’ve see the Southworths off (coincidentally they’re leaving the day Donald Trump arrives, odd that) it’s time to attempt to catch up. Lots more from York, though not this re-opened Sam Smiths gem that I walked past four times without going in. It’s very easy to get distracted from The Ticking Mission in… Continue reading YORK – OFF THE WALL
Time to go north, the Proper North where folk get home deliveries from Sainsbury and where locals can spell “kappachino” if not pronounce it. Yes, it’s York. Almost. At 13:00 I was in Waterbeach, probably sulking. By 15:55 I was parked up in the Heworth Inn, ten minutes walk from the walls, with a pint… Continue reading BOWIE & BOMBARDIER ON THE YORK BORDER
That’s York. Rubbish, isn’t it ? No wonder BRAPA jumps on a train out of town every weekend. I heard more folk moaning about the railways today. No idea why, there’s at least one direct train daily between Selby and York, and some of them get there the same day. They probably moan about how… Continue reading WALKING THE YORK