14/04/26 - The Talbot, Chaddesley Corbett

Licenced Café Vibes

We are borrowing dogs again. The third time out with Ian and Sam (we don't name them). We are told that Sam is likely to chase deer on our planned walk on Clent, so re-arrange for Chaddesley Corbett.

Normally, the post walk refreshment would be Bathams at the Swan but the other pub, built in 1501, has re-opened. Looking at the opening hours, we are not 100% sure as what.

Good Beer Guide Pubs marked with a Star in my Google Maps!

The walk was perfect. Wide open spaces on agricultural fields. Some woodland walking along the Royal Foresters Way. And with two male labs, I am delighted to say that every potential stile has been replaced with a kissing gate. We could kiss the local Ramblers. Or Farmers. Whoever maintains them has made the walk very accessible.

Ian and Sam

Along the Royal Foresters Walk

Where the bluebells are out early

Perfect.

Back to the "pub".  Detailed in my 1960s Historic Inns of Interest Book - where it was run by Banks and catered for 60 diners in an upstairs room.

1960s proof-reader required... Chaddersely Indeed 

Only open to 1pm, it cannot be a pub in the truest sense of the word. The owners are going for a licenced café vibe, with more typical hours on the weekends and no end of social events - from book clubs to Thai Street food takeovers.

Outside - cottages from 1501 knocked together

Insider - other customers out of shot

An opportunity to test Mr Clarkson's brewing abilities or chance the cask with a Worcestershire Way. Both shunned for an Americano. 

It seemed more apt.

Walk Details

Distance - 5.5 Miles

Geocaches - 0

Walk Inspiration - 100 Walks in Hereford and Worcester, Walk 42

12/04/26 - London's Hidden Walks - Mayfair

Rock and Roll, Suicide

There are four volumes of London's Hidden Walks. I start posh. Book 1, Walk 1 is Mayfair. The guide is superb - packed with information, with pages of data on a relatively short tour of the capital's most opulent area. 

I'll pick out the bits that are of most interest to me, otherwise I will have the world's longest blog. The streets of London are paved with stories.

I emerged from the tube at Piccadilly - finding my bearings at Eros.

Eros - was meant to be Anteros, the Greek God of unrequited love

At the edge of Park Lane, I hunted for the flat at Number 9 Curzon Place. In 1974, Mama Cass died in a flat there, to be followed four years later - but incredibly in the same bed - by Keith Moon.

Behind the window at the top right hand corner

A little further on at Audley Square - an innocent enough looking lamp post was a dead drop location for Soviet spies in the 1950s. Letters stored behind a little opening at the rear, with chalk marks on the pavement indicating that there was a hidden message. WhatsApp is more efficient, but not as quaint.

Spy lore - now home of not one, but two Geocaches

Around Berkeley Square to find the nightclub that provides the redtop with so much ammunition. Annabel's used to be in the basement of 44, with the Claremont Club (Lord Lucan's gambling den) above. Number 50 is rumoured to be London's most haunted house - with tales of suicides, madness and toffs with shotguns.

Annabel's is now at 46

And this is as close as I will get to a Private Club

For reasons that may make it into a future blog, I am having an Evelyn Waugh cultural moment. In preparation for a visit to Madresfield House, I am working my way through Brideshead Revisited. Smack bang in the middle of Mayfair is the Church of the Immaculate Conception. Mr Waugh converted to Catholicism there in 1939. Much like Rex in Brideshead. 

As pretty as a picture

To give you an idea as to how much material route planners have to work with in the Smoke, two adjacent houses in Brook Street both have blue plaques. The first, the home of Handel and next door, a couple of centuries later, Jimi Hendrix.

Jimi - Left; Handel - Right

And finally, Heddon Street - a little alley off Regents Street - was the location for the cover shot of Bowie's Ziggy Stardust. A little imagination is required to make the connection.

Ye, Who was K West? 

A Sunday morning too early for pubs, but there were some beauties along the route. Ye Grapes in Shepherd's Market needs a revisit.

Every pub's a beauty in London

Walk Details

Distance - 4.5 Miles

Geocaches - c30

Walk Inspiration - London's Hidden Walks - Book 1 - Walk 1

11/04/26 - A Kentish Town Pub Crawl

Return of the Mapp

The CAMRA Pub Crawls in London has been a rich source of inspiration. This is my first tick from the Second Edition. A quick check of the first edition shows an identical route - completed in my pre-blogging days. 

October 2007.

In many ways, it is comforting that the pubs remain.

The Assembly House - is not worth the inclusion, unless you are a fan of 1970s British Gangster Films. Let me count the ways. Greene King, with a poor beer choice. Terrible service. Exterior covered in so much scaffolding, it makes a photograph redundant. The interior has been stripped of everything that made it pretty - bar the billiards room skylight. Of course, the billiards table has been replaced by big screen football for the Arsenal fans to worry into.

We tried - and failed - to get served and that was for the best.

It's best I leave you with Richard Burton as your guide;

Over the road for the Bull and Gate. 

Nowhere does handsome quite like London

In the second edition - this is filed under "Try Also". For fans of 1990s Indie Music, it is a Pilgrimage. The bands who played upstairs reads like my end of year Spotify list - Blur, Oasis, PJ Harvey, Suede, Manic Street Preachers and (er) Coldplay.

A far more sedate affair today - a nice place to sit in Chesterfields and ponder that a pint of Landlord is now £7.25. Alas, my record keeping 19 years ago does not allow me to show percentage inflation.

The ghosts of drinkers priced out of London drinking

Higher expense was to come at The Junction. With no cask on, I was forced into a £7.50 Staropramen. This, after working out how to get in. In a terrible case of burning bridges, the main front door has been seriously damaged by a drunk driver.

Up the Junction

The Pineapple to bring a sense of order to the day and reduces the overall price per pint average. Mrs M is watching the joint account being depleted in real time thanks to message alerts to wearable tech.

This is a classic back street local and regular in the Good Beer Guide.

Successful 2001 campaign to stop it being converted to flats

Even as a veteran pub goer, I occasionally get challenged by British Pub Customs. There is no cask on heralded antique bar. Communication only works so well - and it takes a lot of walking around through narrow alcoves and little drinking rooms to find a beer festival in the tiny pub beer garden. A lady hiding behind the barrels tells me all beers are £4 but I have to buy a disc token from the bar. I am not suggesting you take part in counterfeiting, but if you have Connect 4 at home, you could get very, very drunk. With the added benefit that you would never have to play Connect 4 again.

Eventually we settle down in front of one of the two magnificent Bass Mirrors.

Zoom in to see the horror damage

The guide goes on for the compulsory Southampton Arms (recently visited) and optional Bull and Last (we don't need Gastro). So, we leave it at that and head for...... guess where?

Camden of course!

There won't be a blog - but I doubt there is a better pub experience than the Hawley Arms after dark. Superb people, music and now with added Harvey's Sussex Best.

08/04/26 - The Slow Way to Bewdley for the Black Boy Hotel

Political Correctness gone Madri

An easy and often completed walk, which would normally not register on the blog.

But it was completed on the first day of the year when the central heating didn't need to spark up and there was a visit to an Historic Inn of Interest - a 1960s Guide Book to booze.

Plus a chance to review another Slow Way.

From Stourport bridge to Bewdley bridge on the Severn Way. Keep the water to your left and all is good.

Start at the River King

Unnecessary

The End

 Onto the pub; 

1960s Ticking

Those that know Bewdley will know two things. This is not the Black Boy that requires a team of sherpas and oxygen to reach. In some ways I am grateful, but in others sad. That Black Boy is a cracker.

And this Black Boy was renamed as the Bewdley Inn in 2021.

The Bewdley Inn, the sunshine

A Royalist stronghold during the Civil War, history and pub enthusiasts will know that the name Black Boy refers to King Charles II rather than anything more controversial. While I’m on the subject, the Black Bitch in Linlithgow was named after a dog – but that didn’t stop the inevitable rebranding.

There’s little sign of its seventeenth-century origins now, though it still has separate rooms and a few inviting nooks and crannies.

First in, I was greeted with a bit of bad news: the landlord was waiting for a delivery. Given the choice of Madri or Carling, I made a quick exit and headed to the George.

There, a suntrap beer garden, table service, and a £2.35 pint of Redemption Big Chief IPA made up for it nicely — with a view of the church clock to keep an eye on the return bus time.

Walk Details

Distance - 3.75 Miles

Geocaches - 0

Walk Inspiration