A Crooked End
Josh muses on the loss of an iconic Black Country pub.
stalking bruce: a beginners guide to drinking in dublin
Let’s start with some (un)necessary context. Linds’ adores Bruce Springsteen – arguably more than me. We have 4 pictures (all framed) of Bruce hung up in our bedroom at home, to the point that one of our visiting friends recently enquired as to whether “the man in all the pictures” was in fact Linds’ father. …
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Musing on Galway: Marking the difference(s) between an English and Irish Pub?
I’m writing this article in a hotel room in Galway. It’s our first night in Ireland – and after a gruelling 12 hour travel day to get here, we’ve spent the evening frequenting Galway’s famous Quay Street, darting in and out of its many pubs. They’ve been brilliant – with brilliant stouts, trad music, gorgeous …
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An englishman walks into an irish bar…
This is the short story of how my new fiancée unwittingly forced me into the most embarrassing 10 minutes I’ve ever had in a pub. I’ll spare readers the gritty details, but Lindsay and I got engaged during our trip to Ireland. The location? Inis Mór, the largest and most beautiful of the Aran Islands. …
A Short Ode to Station Pubs
Josh attempts to (uncharacteristically briefly) reflect on his love of train station pubs…
The pubs I have loved and lost – Bristol
Josh reflects after revisiting his old haunts from his Uni days in Bristol.
