601 Not Out – Retired (not hurt) – Time To Hang Them Up

“Hang your boots up, Hang your boots up, hang your boots up (insert name here),” repeat x2 to the tune of “Oh my darling Clementine” was an oft heard terrace chant in the seventies. And, as I hit the 601 not out mark with a magnificent pint of Bass in a locals wet led pub,…

Shhh – it’s Shustoke

With my party hat removed after a pint of Pedigree in Staffordshire it was time for a quickfire ten minute pint in Shustoke. That’s right, the good old days of “a swift one” and I mean a swift one as I was on an errand for Mrs BB with time constraints! (oh yes…)   However,…

Ploughing Into The Bass

You left me in Coleshill in a ‘proper pub’ but this blog never stands still for too long and the cask renaissance picks up pace in Diseworth. That’s right, one of those villages in close proximity to East Midlands Airport, just about in Leicestershire, with a whopping 670 residents. However, arguably its biggest selling point…

Bass Clincher In Battle Of The Milton’s

It was a close run thing in the ‘Battle of the Milton’s” but, ultimately, it was the Bass wot won it! (Saturday night in the Swan) Martin’s home village of Milton in Cambridgeshire… (I’ve borrowed some of RM’s pictures, it’s the price for finishing second) …goes head to head with my nearest ‘pubbed village’ of…