Monthly Archives: September 2008
Brean Down, Somerset
To build a folly is a marvellous achievement, a bricks-and-mortar ‘I’m alright Jack, bugger you’ to the world. To construct a folly is to do so in the full knowledge … Continue reading
The Plough, Fen Ditton, Cambridge
Cambridge creeps me out. I suppose it was bound to feel like this, it being a mid-sized town attached to an institution with as fearsome a heritage as its University. … Continue reading
The Eagle, City Road, London
Drinking heavily has been a skill of the traditional Londoner for many, many centuries. The skimpiest glance through metropolitan history would leave you reeling, with talk of quarts of gin … Continue reading
The Crown, Pishill, Oxfordshire
A soothing stop-off to gladden the heart, in amongst the many millionaires’ rows around and about. Continue reading