As you may have realised, I like good beer. And, while I’m not adverse to the odd lager when nothing else is available, I was wondering how I’d feed my beer addiction on our recent city break to Valencia. After all, on my previous trips to Spain, the only beers that were available were local mass-produced lagers – usually San Miguel or Estrella Damm.… Read more
Craft beer and real ale in Hampshire and beyond
This is an archive of all my posts about craft beer and real ale including my guide on where to buy fresh ale and beer to take away in Hampshire and beer tasting tips for beginners.
There’s no denying it – beer is big at the moment. Small breweries and micropubs are popping up all over the place, more and more pubs and shops are selling so-called “craft beer”, and sales of cask beer and real ale are on the rise. And, as evidenced by my recent trip to the Southampton Beer Festival, everyone – young and old, male and female – is on board.… Read more
Last weekend, our friends Lee and Becks took us on a mini tour of the Stroud area on the western edge of the Cotswolds.
The first stop was Stroud itself. We spent a short while looking around the weekly farmers’ market then popped into the Stroud Ale House for a drink (or several, as it turned out).
What a place! Located in what used to be a large bar/nightclub, this venue could be described as a “macropub” if such a thing exists.… Read more
On Wednesday night, Tiff’s dad’s friend Janet treated us to dinner at the Shoe Inn in Exton, a village in the South Downs national park just off the A32 between Wickham and Alton.
Tiff’s dad picked me up straight from work so we arrived just before 6pm. I’d directed us on a bit of a detour down some extremely narrow lanes.… Read more
I don’t really enjoy bottled beer, so I’m quite lucky to have a few breweries close by that do public sales such as the Botley Brewery down in the Botley Mills and the Bowman Ales brewery near Droxford.… Read more
Last Saturday, I met up with some friends for a day out (aka pub crawl) in Salisbury.
Jamie and I arrived at the train station first. Rather than wait for everyone else there, we decided to head for our first pub.
We had a little bit of time to kill because it wasn’t quite opening time. Instead of heading into the city centre we went looking for the Village Freehouse pub, which is in the opposite direction.… Read more