You left me waxing lyrical about the joys of non-league football and pubs and as the post had such a massive response; well, six comments – thanks to Tamworth Mark, The Real Mark and Bygone Boozer – then I thought I would follow up with another dose of beer and football. With the sun actually… Continue reading What The Dickens!
They Call The Rising Sun
“There is a house in New Orleans…”as the song goes, is slightly catchier than “there is a house in Church Gresley…” only a bit, mind. The 1964 classic from The Animals is arguably their greatest moment and therefore was reasonably excited when a boys night out in the nineties to Granville’s in Stone involved a… Continue reading They Call The Rising Sun
Burton’s Leopard Isn’t Changing Its Spots
‘Pub characters’ are a seemingly endangered species as the gentrification of pubs continues apace. A bit like the old fashioned football fan of the seventies and eighties, occasionally seen wearing Dr Who style scarves, they are often frowned upon and priced out of the market and I reckon society is poorer for their absence. For… Continue reading Burton’s Leopard Isn’t Changing Its Spots
The Alternative Derby Mile
I recently posted about a top stroll around the West End of Derby towards the city centre that takes in some well-known boozers. However, I like a walk so why stop at just one mile? Everything is bigger and better in the modern world (so we are led to believe) and an extra 1.3 miles… Continue reading The Alternative Derby Mile