Fried Green Tomatoes and Po’Boys at Plaquemine Lock

For some time I worked down the road from an abandoned pub called the Prince of Wales. I’d always felt a bit sad for it. There it sat, on the corner in Angel, Islington, across from the Regents canal. It looked dilapidated, deserted and unloved. I had hoped some Good Samaritan would come and give…

The Royal Oak

I went to visit the New Forest recently, which is so pretty! It reminded me so much of ‘The Wind in the Willows’ that I almost expected Mr Toad to go hot air ballooning past me in a Harris Tweed suit. Alas, that was not to happen, but I did get a fantastic recommedation for…

A visit to the Backyard Pub

It turns out that I have awesome friends that have awesome friends that think it’s a good idea to build a real genuine English style pub in their backyard (and they’re right! it is!!). Firstly, we travelled from central London out to Watford so I had the opportunity to say ‘where am I?’ with my…