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A Fab Day Out In Liverpool....

This famous city by the River Mersey has much of interest and is always worth a visit, as I was reminded once again when I was there recently with some friends and colleagues.... The other Monday I and a group of colleagues from the Grayston Unity and Meandering Bear bars in Halifax went on a team day out to Liverpool, following in the grand tradition of previous visits to York and Manchester. The trip was a thank you from owners Michael and Jess for the efforts following the end of another busy gig season at the neighbouring Piece Hall, which brings in significant extra trade for the pubs, bars, and other businesses in the town. It was also an opportunity to bid farewell to some of the younger members of the team who are about to start or return to university, or are moving on to pastures new. Most of us were on the 1017 train from Halifax, although a few more joined us when we changed trains at Manchester, with one of the group even travelling through from Newcastle. We all arrived t
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The Drinking Dens Of Darwen...

A first ever visit to a town that is Lancashire to its core, where I discover that there are a number of small bars alongside the more traditional pubs that have become an established part of the local social scene.... It was not a simple brief I had given myself. Where to go that was relatively close, somewhere I'd never visited before, and a place that had enough Good Beer Guide pubs to make the journey worthwhile. Not easy, as the list of places that fit that criteria, has gradually got much shorter. And that is why that in the end I settled on Darwen, situated in heart of the West Pennine hills between Blackburn and Bolton, around an hour and 25 minutes away from Halifax by train, and home to three Good Beer Guide listings. I booked a ticket for the 11.30 to Blackpool North, which involved getting off at Blackburn and from there catching a connecting train to Darwen. I had thought that the worst of the seaside-bound crowds would have passed by then, but as the train pulled into

The Little Monkey In The Big Valley....

No, it's not some simian vagabond, or a mythical beast from years gone by. It is actually a private members club situated in a village in a heavily-wooded valley to the south of Huddersfield. And it's rather good, as I discovered when I paid it a visit recently. I have also been catching up with some of the pubs in the town centre.... Armitage Bridge is a village a mile or two to the south of Huddersfield in an off-shoot of the Holme Valley, situated between the villages of Berry Brow, Netherton, and South Crosland in an area that has traditionally been known as Big Valley. It is home to the former woollen mill of John Brooke and Sons, reputedly the oldest family business in the country, having been founded in 1541. The site of the mill is now the home of the Yorkshire Technology and Office Park. The village church is St Pauls, whilst the local cricket club is a well-established member of the Huddersfield Cricket League. You can approach from Lockwood as I did by following the

Will O'Nats And The Milltown Two....

A trip out to an area to the west of Huddersfield where the skies are big and the views are spectacular, with some good pubs there to offer a warm welcome, plus a look at the small brewery that runs a couple of these pubs.... I had a wander out the other day,  driving up to Meltham, a small town of around 8,000 people nestling beneath the brooding Pennine moors, approximately 5 miles west of Huddersfield. The area has been occupied since pre-historic times and the village of Agbrigg, which eventually became known as Meltham, was mentioned in the Domesday Book. The settlement grew up like so many others based around the woollen industry, with sheep and water a plenty in the area. The huge Meltham Mills complex was built by Jonas Brook, expanded in the early 1800's and the switch was made from producing wool to cotton, which was not so common in the Yorkshire mills. At its height the Mills employed over a thousand people. A co-operative society was set up in the town in 1827 and was

Blue Skies Over Manchester....

A sunny Saturday in Manchester once again, as blue skies welcomed a few of us as we caught up for an old works reunion. And as you would expect both beer and conversation were flowing, whilst unfortunately darker events were apparently unfolding elsewhere in the city centre.... We were enjoying a relatively settled and sunny period in what has been a disappointing summer, and as I boarded a very busy Manchester-bound train at Brighouse station, I have to say that the weather was extremely pleasant. This was another weekend where, due to ongoing work at Huddersfield station, there were more trains running through what seems to be a static embodiment of the rail replacement bus. And so instead of the one train an hour running to Manchester, us locals were being treated to up to 3 an hour, with locations to more exotic places not usually on the timetable like Liverpool, Newcastle, and Saltburn available.  I usually have a catch up with some of the old work guys once or twice a year, but i