The Blue Boar had me well and truly fooled. Convinced it was an old pub, I was surprised when the lass behind the bar put me straight; apparently it’s only been open […]
The Blue Boar, Leicester
The Black Horse, Leicester
Eventually I managed to get a pint of Everard’s Old Original, well, continuing the thread from the last post, it’s not exactly Everard’s is it? Joules are currently brewing it whilst Everard’s remain […]
The Globe, Leicester
We were visiting The Globe on our beer bloggers three way collaborative visit to Leicester so that Martin Taylor could ‘tick’ it off his list, as the pub is a new entry […]
The Bowling Green, Leicester
A new entry into GBG2018 and the main reason we were here. So that Martin Taylor could ‘tick’ it off his list, obviously. If this is a GBG pub then I’m glad I don’t […]
The Ale Wagon, Leicester
Funny name for a pub, The Ale Wagon? Maybe that’s what they call a Dray in Leicestershire? On a recent tour of ten Leicester pubs, it was by far the best of […]
A Day in Leicester with my Beer Blogging Heroes!
Leicester? Nothing wrong with it at all. Nice friendly folk. Clean and tidy for the most part. I couldn’t put my finger on it? Other than, it was a bit like their […]
Beer Festivals Are Killing Pubs!
I recently read that beer festivals are killing pubs which is a long held theory of Martin Taylor’s. To be fair, Martin’s viewpoint might be a little tongue in cheek, but I’ve […]
The Cardigan Arms, Kirkstall Brewery Road, LS4.
I went to have a look at what’s been done with the Cardigan Arms, LS4 in advance of the public opening on Saturday 6th October. If I said they’ve done nothing to […]
Calderdale Beer (and Cider) Festival 2017
I guess it’s sods law? After being sat in the garden the day before, it’s raining on the day you decide to go somewhere. It got worse, just as the bus turned […]
Southwold and Walberswick Pub Walk
Southwold is a brilliant place. Okay, maybe it’s not for those seeking the dizzy heights of Blackpool Pleasure Beach or Alton Towers. If that’s what you’re after you’d be lost in Southwold. […]
