Sunday 5th April 2026 Like, totally .... A lot of water has flowed under the bridge (probably a Scottish one) since I brought my remaining Oxfordshire tally down to just two pubs on Easter Sunday, which this year coincided with BRAPA's 12th birthday. What a mature young man he's become (just don't take him to Newark Northgate). Flagging from a heavy Saturday, I drank a weird murky green 'Lion's Mane' concoction from M&S as I make my way from Bicester Village to Oxford, which

Thursday 2nd April 2026 Even the cash machine at York station was getting into the Easter spirit as I tootle down to sunny Oxon for a full week away, with the intention of mopping up (most of) my remaining 19 ticks, with a view to getting stuck into neighbouring counties when I run dry. I would've taken mini Jesus as a bonus pub mascot but Ivor Panda is famously atheist. It has taken me FAR too long in my pub-ticking life to realise you can do York-Oxford/Banbury directly by

Thursday 12th Feb 2026 Eating mini chicken kievs (sorry, kyivs #WokeSi2026) under a drippy awning in Winnersh station, today is the first trip to Berkshire of the 2025/26 pub ticking season. And our 5,346,782nd consecutive day of rain this winter. I was willing Mrs Hot Pink to get a wriggle on into pub one, she has one of those annoyingly paced walks - not slow enough to overtake, but not quick enough to prevent me from getting stuck behind her backside ....... It wasn't jus