The Exeter Arms (Stamford/Barrowden)
I find it really hard to review the actual pubs. Part of me assumes everyone knows what a pub is like, that’s why you’re there. “Oh, you sell soft and […]
I find it really hard to review the actual pubs. Part of me assumes everyone knows what a pub is like, that’s why you’re there. “Oh, you sell soft and […]
I have only vague memories of pubs in the 1990s given that I was only 14 when they finished. Those memories are dominated by red faux-velvet upholstery tacked down with […]
Sadly it’s an undisputable fact that in order to continue the species and maintain our dominance of this watery little space faring rock we need to have offspring. It’s also […]
For me it is the mark of a good pub that you don’t know its name. The level of familiarity has gone past the point of names in much the […]
I’m slightly embarrassed to admit that I hadn’t realised I’d been to this pub before when I rediscovered it on one of my wanders. It’s slap bang in the middle […]
Pubs in train stations are almost universally dreadful. They rank somewhere with A&E waiting areas and traffic jams on the list of places that are dire and depressing. What these […]
To be found at no.12 St Paul’s Street, the building has a rich history (full of garlands of fresh ‘erbs) traceable back to the 13th century, from whence it has […]
The greatest reality TV series yet to be made is ‘Toffs on the Lash’. Here are some exerts from it that I’ve entirely made up. ‘Oh blahdy hell Tristan old boy […]
Canyon faced Frankenstein’s monster lookalike kitchen tyrant Gordon Ramsey has bellowed at cowering publicans and restaurateurs for years to ‘$£%@ing simplify’. In his exasperated sweary way Gordon is always trying […]
There are a miscellany of things which contributed to me concluding that The Grenadier is actually fairly terrible. A historic pub which started life as a military mess hall and […]