I came across a seasonal tale recently, one that Charles Dickens if he’d been alive at the time might have woven into one of his stories about the metropolis. It’s a tale with a lesson, one that warns against greed during the festive season. It also goes to show that as today Christmas to some… Continue reading Christmas is coming, the goose is getting…..stolen!
Tag: Pubs
A baby, but no bath water
Whilst rooting about in A Survey Of The Cities Of London and Westminster written by John Strype in the 1720s for some information, I came across a story by accident that is too good not to tell. The story is set near to the Tower of London and centres around the Churchyard of All Hallows-by-the-Tower,… Continue reading A baby, but no bath water
What’s Behind The Green Door?
If the title of this piece brings back memories of double denim, chunky knits, a cheeky welsh grin and a frankly ludicrous dance then I appologise, it’s wasn’t my intention to spoil your day. As you’ll see as this unfolds I couldn’t really have come up with another title, and of course that conjures up… Continue reading What’s Behind The Green Door?
The Dog’s Nose
So to continue the theme of senses; touch and hearing now under the belt I start to look at taste and smell. Despite the title of this piece, it’s actually to do with taste. Now I could have gone off down the same old hackneyed route of extolling the beauties and health benefits of pie,… Continue reading The Dog’s Nose
A Cock And Pye Story
To make a Peacock Pye. Pick it, and leave the Feathers on the Neck, cut the Neck off close to the Body, skin the Neck close to the Head, and cut it off; put a Stick tight into the Skin up to the Head, dry it in an Oven; cut off the Legs, and keep… Continue reading A Cock And Pye Story
You Dirty Boy!
If I asked you to name a famous Miser, I’m sure most of you would plump for Mr Ebeneezer Scrooge, the literary creation of Charles Dickens. It is well known the Dickens created many of his characters from an assemblage of real life people, taking traits and idiosyncrasies from several to created his fully formed… Continue reading You Dirty Boy!
High Keys
One Word Sunday
Better than a curate’s egg
Don’t know about you, but my go to in the pub snack department is the good old pork scratchin’, nothing better with a pint. I’ve had a dalliance now and again with Bombay Mix, those little pretzels and even the classic cheese biscuits, but if there’s a crunchy, greasy, salty and sometimes hairy mouthful of… Continue reading Better than a curate’s egg
Somebody has rolled out the barrels
Six Word Saturday
Noted for quality but not tidiness
Six Word Saturday
A LONDON MISCELLANY 