This was my first-ever visit to this proud city at the western end of the West Midlands where I only managed to visit two pubs in what I found was a very welcoming place, but what good pubs they were.... It was bright sunshine and blue skies all the way as I travelled from Halifax via Manchester to Wolverhampton, a journey that took around two and a half hours in total, and this continued to be the case as I had a look around this city of around 263,700 inhabitants, the third largest in the West Midlands after Birmingham and Coventry. I arrived at the city's modern railway station, which has one of the highest bridges across a railway line I have come across! Back on terra firma I walked out on to the concourse and got my bearings. One of the pubs on my list seemed to be close by, but I decided to leave that until last and head off to two others which were more in the city centre and get them done first. The city's name is a derivation of the Anglo-Saxon for Wulfrūn's high ...
Another post from Manchester where, with my original plans for the day thwarted, I spend an afternoon roaming the city centre and dodging the showers as the weather turns increasingly wet. In doing so I check out a new bar, and visit several other familiar and less familiar places along the way.... I'd stayed overnight in Manchester after the previous night's gig and awoke to a bright sunny morning. I got myself up and wandered out of the Travelodge around half past 9 and headed round the corner to Koffee Pot on Oldham Street for some breakfast. It was already quite busy there but I soon got sorted out with a table and shortly afterwards I was tucking into a Scottish breakfast they called the Big Yin, the usual fried breakfast with the addition of haggis, square sausage, and potato scone. Over what was a delicious but very filling breakfast, washed down with a couple of mugs of Builders Brew tea, I formulated my plans for the rest of the day. I fancied going to Stockport, whi...