This blog title only works if you pronounce Tom and Ton the same, which they aren’t, but don’t let that stop you.
I tell you what though that BRAPA lad is reaching fame of the Roger Protz variety, which affords him all sorts of privileges!
Firstly, he has persuaded Martin to drive him around all kinds of venues across swathes of Britain whilst he gets leathered ticks off GBG boozers.
Compare that to my meeting with blogging guru Martin when he forced me to drive him into Whitwick without any advance warning and nearly face the wrath of gin slinging old dodderers fired up at the lack of pizzas in Polly’s.
Secondly, his Hull outfit have been getting far more bolshie recently and not only spanked Birmingham City 6-1 two seasons ago they had the temerity to remain unbeaten against us last year and finish higher than us in Division Two The Championship.
However, arguably the biggest sign that BRAPA is now a man in demand was presented to me when I visited 415 – The Rising Sun CV13 6NN.
The Half Pint CAMRA mag for Hinckley & Bosworth is a good read and has already given us the sight of Philip Hammond with a Bass on his budget briefcase at The Jubilee in Newbold Verdon so imagine my surprise when I picked it up and saw Si and his sidekick Tom (Wise to his Morecambe, Mortimer to his Reeves, Hardy to his Laurel) in full colour, advertising their quest to drink in all GBG pubs before they die.
I’m not sure if Si and his entourage have been to this place before as it is off the beaten track in Leicestershire but approaching that Warwickshire border and the wild west of Nuneaton and Atherstone.
I was there around half six on a Thursday so just picking up the end of the workers trade and there was an edgy conversation developing at the bar between a good wind up merchant and an assortment of other blokes.
(King of the wind ups – rest having a fag break!)
They were all regulars and knew each other but the F***s were flying around as weight loss, working hours and employers rights were all being discussed.
That all sounds suitably highbrow but it wasn’t particularly and whilst this place is no Coalville I could definitely sense a couple of the regulars were reaching ends of tethers as Carling tops and Bass were being sunk in equal measures.
Ah yes, Bass…..I am pleased to report for Mudgie, Ian’s and Martin’s benefit that it was absolute nectar, really sweet and crisp and an absolute delight.
(Can you spot the triangle?)
A two roomer with a foodie type extension there was sport on in the through lounge and I reckon this is a place that Pete might have visited as it isn’t too far from the Ashby Canal.
The Landlord has apparently been here for over 30 years and this place had the feel of a pub that knows what it wants and has enough punters in the local vicinity to keep it buoyant.
It’s a picturesque little place and CAMRA Country pub of the year so must have a good thoroughfare of Bass drinking punters to keep it at the top of its game.
Maybe BRAPA and Tom should pitch up here with the mag and claim their free pint. He’d have plenty of ammunition for his blog at 6.30 on a Thursday if this was anything to go by…