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Mike Chapple

Mike Chapple: At The Bar

THE week had not begun well on the pub front. The original intention had been to find an alehouse in a picturesque setting, preferably selling real ale. Read

Pub Column: Beer festivals in Liverpool

Why? Because we were awash with beer festivals, not only the main one down in the crypt at Paddy's wigwam but the supplementals including those held at the Ship and Mitre on Dale Street, the Augustus John, off Brownlow Hill, and the Lion Tavern on Tithebarn Street. Read

Pub Column: Mr Davidson’s Bar, Chester New Road

ARE you ready to rawk! I said are you ready to rawk! Forgive the poor impression of some cliched hairy Yankee rocker getting wired up in front of his mic stand but sometimes the Pub Column gets so excited about a discovery on the alehouse scene that he feels that he has to share it with y’all, brothers and sisters. Read

Pub Column: A fond farewell

AND so it’s farewell to the Saturday Pub Column. Now, now, don’t cry. It was good while it lasted. Read

It was a sad day.

Loyal Pub Column companion Daily Post Arts Editor Phil “wotcha cock” Key was joining Yours Truly for a final expedition before retirement, after 40 years on the Post and Echo. Read

Pub Column: The annual Liverpool Beer Festival

THE hottest ticket in town is one of the most over used and abused phrases in any hack’s notebook. Read

Pub Column: Top Ten Grumpy Old Git Wish List 2009

FOLLOWING last year’s Pub Column awards, Yours Truly announces his Top Ten Grumpy Old Git Wish List for 2009. Read

Pub Column: British Guild of Beer Writers annual awards dinner

THE Pub Column used to believe that awards ceremonies and those who entered them were the last refuges of the big head and the scoundrel. Read

Pub Column: The Beehive, Paradise Street, Liverpool

THE Pub Column tried to forget the economic gloom this week and dived head long into Thursday’s late-night shopping frenzy in the city centre. Read

The Pub Column: The Shakespeare, Williamson Square, Liverpool

Pubs have been especially vulnerable during this time and the sight of so many lying derelict is enough to bring a lump to the throat of this column. Read

The Pub Column: The Nook, Chinatown

AS SID James might have said with his trademark dirty guffaw you can’t beat a bit of Nookie. Read

Pub Column: The Cornmarket, Fenwick Street, Liverpool

WITH the credit crunch bean counters baying, the Pub Column took a sentimental journey this week. Read

There’s more to American beer than Bud

MANY drinkers here associate American beer with that insipid gnat’s pee of a pint, Budweiser. Much favoured by bottle swigging unsavvy, chavvy, lightweights, its standing among the cognoscenti plummeted to a new low in the 1990s when its Yankee bully boy brewers tried to prevent Czech company Budvar from using the name Budweiser on their own long- established and far superior ale. Read

Pub Column: The Lady of Mann, Dale Street, Liverpool

A CLASSIC slice of Aussie pop from 1966 was Friday On Mind, by The Easybeats. A hedonistic paean to breaking free from workplace drudgery and hitting the town with your bird (Sheila, surely? – Sir Les Patterson), the Pub Column occasionally hears its chorus joyously ringing through his own mind after escaping the neon dungeon of Castle Greyskull to celebrate the coming weekend with a beer or three. Read

Pub Column: St Anthony of Egypt, Scotland Road - second annual beer festival

WHO would have thought that so much pleasure could be gained from the land of the dead? Read

Pub Column: Food and Drink Festival

THE Pub Column was listening – by accident, it must be said – to one of those local late night phone-in shows last weekend when a selection of misery-moos rang to say what an eight-legged waste of money La Machine was. Read

IN CLICHED terms, it would be entirely appropriate to have exclaimed: “Eureka! We’ve found it!” and maybe splashed a few pints around to mirror Archemedes’ excitement about water displacement.

Pub Column: The Eureka, Halsall Lane, Ormskirk

IN CLICHED terms, it would be entirely appropriate to have exclaimed: “Eureka! We’ve found it!” and maybe splashed a few pints around to mirror Archemedes’ excitement about water displacement. Read

Award-winning writer Mike Chapple with a personal view on why Cains must survive

THE rise of Cains brewery came in tandem with an upturn in its home city’s own fortunes. Read

ONCE in a while, the Pub Column stumbles on an alehouse with which it immediately falls in love, a traditional British local where good ale and conversation are the watch words.

The Coach and Horses, Greasby, Wirral

ONCE in a while, the Pub Column stumbles on an alehouse with which it immediately falls in love, a traditional British local where good ale and conversation are the watch words. Read

The Great Liverpool Pub Crawl

THE realisation that pubs and Yours Truly were set for a lifetime’s romance came one Christmas Eve at 16 years of age. Read

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