old before your time outChoosing your poison.

A brief reason for being

Whingeing from a recumbent position, and going to the pub. Two of life's great activities.

This blog is an amalgamation of them both, as I argue the case for and against various pubs around Britain. Whoopty-do.

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The Albion, Clifton

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Clifton used up its edginess quotient on its hilltop location. The rest of it is MOR comfort, brim-full of Lovely Things shops, cobbled streets, coffee shops, and high-ceilinged townhouses. It’s … Continue reading

The Windmill, Windmill Hill, Bristol

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As an example of a modern pub made for its location, you could find little better. Continue reading

The Orchard Inn, Spike Island, Bristol

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A room in which magic things happen. Magic, fermented appley things. Continue reading

Woodborough Inn, Winscombe, Somerset

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There’s no getting away from it – I’m going to sound patronising writing this. But well done, the Woodborough. Continue reading

Royal Oak, Poynings, Brighton

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Swaddled in ersatz rusticity, sheltered from the southwesterly winds by the South Downs escarpment, immune to the pains of the banking crisis thanks to its proximity to the wealthy enclaves … Continue reading

The Shaston Arms, Ganton St, Soho

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An anti-shopping sniffiness is sated by visit to wonky old pub, full of chatter and beer. Hooray. Continue reading

The Clifton, Bristol

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A satisfyingly cheery, hearty boozer in the middle of Bristol’s most, wait, what do estate agents say – most “sought-after” area? Yeah, that. Continue reading

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