Our trip t’Trip!

“It seems ‘England’s oldest inn’ has been flying the flag for passing debauchery, since the 12th century.”

Ye Olde Trip to Jerusalem VIP Bogger night!

We’re bleddeh fortunate to have several decent pubs in this fair city. I’d read, prior to moving here 10 years ago, that there “were over 300 bars per square mile in Nottingham”* (*source: Some bogger off tinternet) I’m sure that must be even truer today, because there seems to be a new bar popping up every bleddeh week!

Nottingham is a notorious hot-spot for revelling visitors, who flock to t’citeh for a ‘nayt aht’. Stag do’s, hen nights, pub crawls in droves. You’ve only gorra stand outside our shop at midday on a Sat’deh, to see grown men dressed as Teletubbies, ballerinas, golfers and the like (seein’ a man in a full skin-tight body suit, pretending to be a Power Ranger, is enough to put y’off yer snap any time of day, duckeh!)

The idea of descending on Nottingham to frequent it’s boozers, is not a new phenomenon. In fact it’s been going on for centuries. Legend has it, that the crusaders, in the time of Richard the Lionheart; stopped at Ye Olde Trip to Jerusalem on their way to the Holy land. It seems ‘England’s oldest inn’ has been flying the flag for passing debauchery, since the 12th century. It’s almost a rite of passage to have a drink in there, when visiting the city, even for a day!

Last Friday evening, us Boggers went dahn the Trip, to celebrate their grand re-opening. They’ve had a fortnight of renovation, so we thought we’d go and see what all the fuss was abaht! Prior to the re-launch, we’d printed some bags and mugs for them to give out to local businesses. We love doing corporate gifts for clients, so it was a real bonus to get to make these for one of our favourite pubs, and equally nice for big Boggers Greene King, to support an independent business like ours. The Trip is not your average Greene King pub, though. In fact it smacks of independence itself, and the fact that you can get a good selection of guest ales, means you can have nice drink in there annorl!

Upon arrival, we were met with warm welcome from Karl, the manager, who said he was pleased with how the renovation had gone, and was glad it’d all happened on schedule. We tend to sit outside usually, when we come for a drink, because this bustling pub is always so popular, that you can’t gerra seat inside very often. This time we went upto to the newly refurbished upstairs bar. I was very pleased to see the ‘Cursed Galleon’ still sits untouched in its glass case. I’m not very superstitious, but that dusty relic is best left as it is, as far as I’m concerned!

They’ve done a rate good job, and it was lovely to have a good nosey round. The whole place just felt lighter, and cleaner, yet it’s not lost it’s charm.

There was a generous supply of chips and mushy peas with mint sauce going round, and the general cosy bustle of the place had not been tampered with.

The upstairs bar, previously used as a coffee station; has been done up in order to relieve the pressure on the main bar. It was still a bottle-neck when you went in, put this is part if the charm of having a pub which is partially built into a cave.

We very much enjoyed chatting to Weaver’s, about their Castlegate Gin, which has been distilled with acorns from Sherwood forest. (Yer don’t get more Notts than that!) Absolutely delicious, and available behind the bar. It was lovely to chat with other local businesses, and I even gorra selfie with me favourite outlaw!

Robin ‘ud! im-sen!

The new heated outdoor bar area is bleddeh lovely, and I can see it being very popular all year round. Shame the ladies toilets stalls are still so cramped, but I guess it’s the inability to change the architecture that is the reason behind that.

Over all, we were very impressed with the changes. As a CAMRA member, and real ale snob; I’ve always enjoyed a night out at the Trip. It’s the sort of pub you can quite happily sit in all evening, without the need to move on anywhere else. They really look after their beer, and even though I’m not a great fan of Greene King beer (sorry GK!) There are always so many guest ales on, that you’re never short of something new to try.

Ye Olde trip to Jerusalem is an institution. It was lovely to see all the regulars, and the way the staff look after them. Well done to the team, for keeping this pub so special. Long may it continue for a few more centuries to come!

Ta-ra, duckeh!

Wonderland Review

“there is a real raw juxtapposition between the bleak, real-life hardships that these men faced, and pure lighthearted brilliance in the script writing. “

*Warning* contains East Midlands vernacular. If yer don’t like it, then Bogger off!


Nah then, yo Boggers know just how likkle I manage ter write on this blog. It’s supposed ter be a platform, fer letting yer know warrav bin upter, keepin y’upter date, like. Burra rarely gerra chance, an’ when a do; it’s usually ter moan abaht summat.

Well, I went dahn Playaahse on Toosdeh, an’ saw ‘Wonderland.’ Yer know, the play abaht the pit moggys. Just so ‘appened, tharrit wuz ‘press’ night, so I thought ad try me ‘and at writin’ a likkle review. Well bogger me, it were bleddeh briwyunt. A felt compelled ter write summat abaht it, if onleh ter encourage the rest on yer ter get dahn there an’ check it aht!

Image Courtesy of Nottingham Playhouse

The Nottingham-born (playwright), Beth Steel, draws upon her father’s 40 year experience a miner. The play is set during the 1984-85 miner’s strike, at Welbeck Colliery.

The play starts with a well choreographed piece of dance, set to music. At first, I wasn’t sure if it was going to end up being a musical, whereby they’d suddenly break out into song at the mere mention of ‘snap tins’ or ‘cobs’. This was not the case, and, as much as I like musical theatre, I was quite glad about it. There are enough industrial hardship stories, that have been set to music (Brassed off, The Full Monty…) and I don’t think this story, nor the script would’ve benefitted from it.  It was so much better than that, and would’ve distracted too much from the message that was being portrayed. This is, of course the Midlands, and we don’t like to be too over the top!

The casting was great, and considering Nottinghamese is one of the hardest accents to adopt, I thought they were all very convincing. (I mean, what do I know, am norreven frum raahnd ‘ere, me-sen!) There were certain characters that shone out over others, but, as us Midlanders don’t like to blow our own trumpets, am not gooin ter single any Bogger aht! The wonderful direction (Adam Penford), bleddeh clever set design, (Morgan Large) and perfect lighting (Jack Knowles) make the whole play gel together really nicely, and there is a real raw juxtaposition between the bleak, real-life hardships that these men faced, and pure lighthearted brilliance in the script writing. (Some absolutely cracking one-liners annorl!)

Image- Nottinghampost.com

Although I have no connection to the mining industry, and, fortunately I was too young to remember the ruling of the Iron lady, this play really struck a chord with me. The heartbreak, devastation and destruction of these men’s lives, and their families, must have been harrowing. The sense of pride that these men show, in the face of adversity, is portrayed so well throughout the performance. The need to fight for what you believe in, or return to work, and face being called a ‘scab’.

Anyroad, I don’t think I’ll be winning any nobel prize fer literature, as a result of this review, but I hope it’s given you the impetus to get yersen to the Playhouse, and see this masterpiece before it closes on the 24th Feb. Get yer tickets here

Right, signing off nah, until I can get me-sen organised enough ter write some more rammel.

Ta-ra, ducks!wonderlandplayhoue