Thursday, October 8

Charlecote Park

Bookworm Bygrave has quietly turned another year older, and our way of marking the occasion is to take a little ride out to Charlecote Park near Stratford-upon-Avon. Now overseen by the National Trust, the house has Tudor elements and has been home to the Lucy family for several centuries, while the surrounding parkland promises riverside walks with the chance of spotting deer (and other animals)...

- Shepherdess Sculpture? -
One of Warwickshire's grandest stately homes awaits our consideration as we take the M42 and A429, pulling onto Charlecote's overflow car park because the main area is already full. Beyond the reception hut, we cross a lane lined with spindle plank fences to reach the long elegant approach avenue. This in turn leads to the separate gatehouse with twin turrets either side of a central carriage arch. One of the lodge rooms hosts a ‘Setting the Scene' display detailing the history of the Lucy genealogical line - the family have lived here for over 800 years and still retain their own private rooms. There's a front lawn area with trailing creepers and decorative gatepost urns, happily the sun is coming out to show off the stonework.

- Jacob Sheep -
We'll save the stately pile for later and try to make the most of the improving brightness in that case. A parkland stroll passes a duckpond with a solitary swan before Place Meadow presents a flock of grazing Jacob sheep - they mostly have white fleeces but with distinctive splodgey brown patterning, not to mention short horns. The pasture also offers lovely views of Hampton Lucy church, more on which shortly. Apparently the legendary Lancelot 'Capability' Brown was involved in the landscaping of Charlecote Park during the 1760s and all these years later the gardens and house still form a magnificent combination beside the River Avon. The ha-ha wall and River Dene cascade are examples of Brown's design contributions.

- Caramel Apple Crumble Cake -
The Orangery tearoom beckons for apple crumble cake and caramel shortbread, providing the tiny swarming midges leave us be. Emily must have cake on her birthday, it’s imperative! After that tasty treat, we explore the main house. Sections of it genuinely date to Tudor times but the majority of what we can see today is a Victorian endeavour, fashionably designed in the Elizabethan Revival style. The entrance hall boasts family portraits then the dining room has an elaborate table setting of cut crystal glass and candlesticks. Emily absolutely adores the library, a cupboard here is still used for storing vintage games and toys. The billiards table is covered top to bottom with a cute collection of knitted pumpkins before there's a tight spiral staircase to the upstairs rooms... 

- Charlecote House -
Two principal bed chambers convey a sense of wealth while other spaces along the first floor hallway take on a ‘Library of Memories’ purpose, capturing stories from living and working on the Charlecote estate over the centuries. A sewing bud voting system is in place for deciding the focus of their next exhibition - should this be special artefacts, global influences or daily experiences? Among the well-preserved outbuildings, a laundry and brewhouse present a giant barrel cooperage and strung out smalls; the brewhouse is said to be an especially rare survival given that most of its 18th century fittings are in situ.

- Pumpkin Parade -
Elsewhere, the Servants’ Kitchen has another tabletop yarn pumpkin mound - there must be sixty or more crafted items heaped up here for that comforting sense of autumn. Across the cobbled stable courtyard, the Lucy family’s Carriage Collection comprises successive bays for carts, coaches and carriages with their associated tack store - the conveyance designs get increasingly more elaborate as we go from room to room while the equipment stash covers saddles, reins and stirrups. Another outhouse has been repurposed as a second hand bookshop where Emily has a good rummage around, hoping for a birthday bargain.

- Bookworm on the Bridge -
West Park awaits on the other side of the stone bridge that straddles the River Dene (an Avon tributary which wiggles off through Wellesbourne). A Deer Park was established at Charlecote in 1477 although the current incumbents are wisely keeping their distance, meaning we need good eyesight to spot any fallow specimens roaming around on the horizon. We perambulate along the avenue of trees towards West Lodge, an outer gate that resonates from bus rides with Nick. More sheep and goats prove easier to spot than the deer, and though we loop back towards the car park, there are around 200 acres to explore in total. Dogs are welcome in the Front Park and there are designated walking routes where you can take your four-legged friends without disturbing the other animals.

- St Peter ad Vincula -
The next village along from Charlecote also has important Lucy family connections, hence the name Hampton Lucy; historically many of the local residents would have found employment on the estate. We wander around the church as dedicated to St Peter ad Vincula, the current building being an 1820s reconstruction in the Gothic Revival style. The stained glass windows are utterly glorious and partially incurred wartime damage when an American airplane crashed nearby. The grandeur of the architecture would be more befitting of a much larger settlement but this in itself is evidence of Charlecote’s wealth in funding the rebuild. Either way, this is a real charmer of a musty church with a padlocked offerings slot and portraits of the former rectors, some of whom have dramatic sounding names. 

- Timothy Taylor's in the Boars Head -
Passing a red telephone box repurposed as a pop-up library, we note the presence of beautiful cottages with immaculate thatched roofs. The village pub isn’t quite as chocolate box-worthy as those but the Boars Head still looks the part and is operated by the Jackimo Group, The entrance door has an orange harvest wreath while the front bar feels relatively contemporary for a boozer that's been here a long time. Timothy Taylor's Landlord in its own branded glass makes for nice quaffing as we perch on high stools by a stencilled boar oval, the pre-match preparations underway for Croatia v England on the big screens. Suitably refreshed, we can return to the Bookworm residence to continue the birthday celebrations with friends. Cheers!

Friday, October 2

Stirchley Saturday, Showground Sunday

A weekend double-header with Bookworm Bygrave sees us spending Saturday evening on the Stirchley Beer Mile in the company of Zoe and Mike, before Sunday takes us to the Three Counties Showground for the Malvern Autumn Show...

- The Stirchley Gorilla -
The Stirchley district of Birmingham has become a real hotspot for up-and-coming venues specialising in craft beer, street food and good times. There must be a dozen or more places we could sample strung out either side of the Pershore Road but we have a hitlist in mind, starting with The Den which I think used to be a card shop. Several Deya beers are being showcased here, including my pick of a New England pale ale called 'Magazine Cover'. We settle in under a 'Make Time For Pints' smoking frog poster and try to outdo each other over a game of Anomia, requiring quick recall of jazz musician names or palindromes - would the Stirchley gorilla approve?

- Glasshouse Beer Co. -
The Waterside Business Park alone is home to at least three drinking establishments, of which the Glasshouse Beer Co. taproom is definitely our top target. Looking out over the Worcester & Birmingham Canal, it has a few beer benches inside and the familiar sight of Crispmalt sacks piled up by the brewing equipment. From the extensive range, my liking for real ale results in a cracking pint of Aoraki as their main cask offering, tasting as fresh and clean as I could wish for; Zoe really likes the Anemones provided we pronounce it correctly (this is a crushable orange peach beer apparently) then Mike entertains us with Donald Trump impressions. We're also briefly joined by Hannah and Alex for a quick pint prior to a gig they're attending, hence chatting about university welcome weeks, Black Country Type photobooks and the philosophical stroking of beards.

- Trying Trillium -
 A few units further along is the Brew Export Beer Cave specialising in American craft lines, the physical space being similar to Glasshouse. Trillium Brewing's 'Boat Under Train Under Car Under Plane' is a total mouthful in more ways than one but I rather like it for a fruity brew. We then amble over to Mary Vale Road and make Attic our second brewery tap of the evening but it is absolutely heaving with folks watching the England vs Spain football match; we just about squeeze in for a standing perch while accounting for beers such as Quarter and Clasp, hearing rather than seeing the goals flying in. Deadbeat looks very interesting as a dive bar concept but our collective craving for curry means we will finish off at the Kolkata restaurant where the usually spice-averse Bookworm Bygrave braves the Butter Chicken - I think Emily's tastebuds lived to tell the tale. We might only have scratched the surface of Stirchley this time around but that's all the more reason to go back - watch this space...

- The Wheatsheaf Vintage Pub -
Sunday's action takes us to the Three Counties Showground on the outskirts of Malvern where the Autumn Show has been in full swing all weekend. The remit is to celebrate the produce of Worcestershire, Herefordshire and Gloucestershire as well as being a primary showcase for the best in local agriculture and horticulture. The Bygravemobile is ushered into car park N8, positioning us handily by the North Gate entrance close to a vintage fairground. We've not long arrived when we spot the Wheatsheaf as a 1940's themed pub based in a repurposed portakabin. It aims to raise money for veterans charities - a most worthy cause - and serves up a cracking drop of Teme Valley's T'other amber ale. The period vibe is evoked through pre-decimal coins, a rotary dial telephone and an Edith Piaf soundtrack emanating from an old wireless set.

- Googly-eyed Vegetables -
The Harvest Pavilion awaits next for googly eyed pumpkins and long stringy carrots - these aren't even the giant specimens, just standard produce but are clearly grown with much love. The Floral Art section has lots of imaginative installations depicting Christmas dining tables, choral music stands, graffiti and other themes where you have to admire the creative thinking involved. Cards beside each exhibit indicate which ones are the main prizewinners, from Show Champions to Gold, Silver Gilt and Bronze medallists through to the lower placings.

- Snuffling among the Cider Apples -
Continuing by way of the Orchard & Hop Tent, this celebrates everything related to local apples, pears, quinces and beer ingredients. Several regional producers have their own stalls so I'm spoiled for choice in terms of whose wares I'm most keen to sample. Ultimately I opt for the Ross on Wye Autumn Cider, a 7.2% heavyweight half which gets supped whilst watching a scratting machine demo using the ‘Norman’ variety; the ripened cider apples are converted to a mash or pulp similar to porridge in order to better extract their juice for fermenting. This is a time honoured process which requires much skill for recognising when the apples are at their harvesting peak. A cheeky straw pig seems to be enjoying any leftover windfall specimens!

- A Pastry Pause -
Unsurprisingly busy irrespective of a sudden shower, the Food Hall presents a full range of gourmet goodies so there are pies, cakes and pastry products at every turn. I spot a craft beer flag and duly investigate for half of Copper Beech's Dog Days, the name of the beer sealing the deal in reference to Mabel and Hank - Emily seemed to appreciate the gesture. We keep out of the worsening rain by checking out the Giant Vegetable Championship Hall, some of the exhibits are ridiculous!! Massive marrows and ginormous pumpkins need to be seen to be believed, they must weigh a tonne (well several tonnes actually). The Craft Hall however is where Emily's heart really lies, finding greetings cards and coasters galore. One artist has a machine for dispensing prints at £1 a go - we initially get double badgers but exchange one for a frog design. A quick stroll back past the classic tractors seals the deal, and something tells me we might be back in spring for further Three Counties fun. Cheers!

Thursday, October 1

WME Flickr Focus - September 2026

The summer heatwave now seems like a distant memory as I gaze out of my window upon autumn mists and darker evenings, plus the cricket season has concluded - happily for us, it finishes with Warwickshire crowned as County Champions for the ninth time in their history, excellent! As for any photostream progress, September has been all about Exploration Extra...

We've hit one of those periodic passages when my archiving system takes us away from the West Midlands and focuses on places further afield. And what a scattering we have, covering southern cities, North West coastal places, sleepy Herefordshire villages and the urban life of Leicester to name but a few. Let's see what's been occurring shall we?

Picking up where August left off, I'll commence in Chichester where the Truevision Electricals store satisfied my liking for vintage shopfronts. Old stonework and a supply of street signs stick to my standard dietary requirements through reference to Westgate and St Peters but arguably my favourite item is a Shippams meat and fish pastes clock which looks very retro. Sussex is also the location for a couple of Hove railway-related pictures as snaffled back in 2012, while we can stay south-ish for a Somerset sighting of Taunton's Firepool Lock.

The wider Midlands counties are well represented amongst this month's batch of arrivals. Herefordshire claims Colwall for traffic-calming warnings of a bygone age, not to mention a Golden Fleece grab from Hereford itself; Gloucester's rugby-themed street art resurfaces in the vicinity of Kingsholm Stadium again; Derbyshire delivers us Cromford's canal wharf with glimpses of Scarthin Books - Miss Bygrave would like that - then there's a larger slice from Leicester comprising the Newark Houses Museum's teddy bear trail plus a Sunny Jim doll.

Our northern contigent takes us west to Cleveleys and Fleetwood (think brutalist seafront shelters and timewarp greasy spoon cafes, sprinkled in with souvenir shops and penny arcades) then east into Yorkshire. Old stadium seating at Headingley - the rugby ground side - piles on the nostalgia, and if you like dusky trains there's one at Leeds station for you to enjoy. The Bar T'at pub in Ilkley offers a nod to a famous moor-inspired phrase, and we'll finish in Filey with a ghostly knitted postbox topper to prepare us for October - it'll soon be Halloween!

Thursday, September 24

Montgomery Moments

September 2026: a few selected highlights from a weekend away with Bookworm Bygrave and her family, plus a full throng of canine companions...

- Clun Bridge -
The journey to the Welsh borders takes us through South Shropshire, stopping off at the ever so enchanting Clun. The medieval river bridge dates from about 1450 and would historically have carried packhorses as opposed to the strains of modern traffic - it remains a photogenic crossing point. The White Horse Hotel is home to the Clun Brewery, purveyors of superb ales such as Clun Pale, Loophole and the mighty Citadel (a mere 5.9% abv), while the Sun Inn has its own significant charms centred upon cruck frames and an inglenook fireplace. Both pubs are recommended by CAMRA, and Emily even gets to learn some basic rules of dominoes. 

- Montgomery Castle -
We're staying in the Whitehall Dairy a couple of miles outside Montgomery - the property has connections to the Doctor Zhivago actress Julie Christie. It's a peaceful spot where chickens roam freely, some of which might be rare breeds with one seemingly having a Liberace-style quiff. Montgomery itself is our Saturday destination, and although the town is by no means big, it packs in a lot of history. The local castle was involved in the biggest Civil War battle to be fought on Welsh soil when the Parliamentarians defeated the Royalists here in 1644.

- Windswept by the War Memorial -
The castle was subsequently slighted by the victorious Roundheads to ensure it could not be used as a fortress again, effectively creating the ruins you can still see today. It nevertheless occupies a commanding position overlooking the surrounding fields, and the same can also be said of the Montgomeryshire War Memorial as erected on Town Hill. It gets extremely breezy indeed at the summit (the Walker hair never stood a chance) but we enjoyed the climb to find it, Mabel the border terrier trotting along merrily between bouts of rolling around in the grass.

- Bunners -
Closer explorations of Montgomery town centre result in a family visit to the Dragon Hotel, a famous old coaching inn across from the Town Hall. They serve locally produced Old Monty ciders so I partake of their Perry (rather potent) and the even stronger Oakey Cokey, matured in rum casks. It takes a lot to upstage a pub in my affections but Bunners Ironmongers is up to the task, stocking a mindboggling array of stuff in a labyrinthine series of rooms that seem to go on forever. If you need hardware, electrical appliances, giftware or petrol this is clearly the place to come - it feels like the Welsh version of Arkwright's from 'Open All Hours'.

- Kerry Ridgeway Scenery -
Sunday is mostly a leisurely day with the Bygrave clan, relaxing at the dairy with the doggies. We do head out for an afternoon walk whereby the Kerry Ridgeway at Block Wood sounds a perfect location for stretching our legs while giving Mabel, Hank, Peggy and Jessie their daily exercise. On a bright afternoon the views are extensive, looking out across Wales towards Newtown in one direction and England towards Bishops Castle in the other. My phone signal is intermittent so Emily kindly keeps me up to date with important matters at Molineux, Wolves thankfully defeating the dreaded West Bromwich Albion in the Black Country Derby.

- Bishops Castle (Church Street) -
That brief mention of Bishops Castle brings me lastly onto Monday for a day dedicated to this wonderful town tucked away at the extremities of South West Shropshire. I'd never ever been before, despite receiving several recommendations over the years regarding its pub pedigree. We park up by the Livestock Market from where it is but a very short stroll to see the combined charms of Church Street blending into High Street. The houses are painted different colours - making for an attractive visual spectacle - with some of them having added themed detailing, whether this be stars, zips or even jigsaw pieces. St John the Baptist Church stands at the bottom end of the main street with the Town Hall towards the top, the latter hosting an exhibition of book cover artworks from 1970s science fiction literature.

- The Six Bells -
Looking closely at some of the properties, there are diamond-shaped little plaques at regular intervals recording the Lost Pubs of Bishops Castle - it seems that every other house must have sold beer at some point in its lifetime. Of the current contingent there are two I'm really eager to see, but irritatingly the Three Tuns has closed for refurbishment; the brewery of the same name is next door, I have been known to be partial to a drop of XXX or Cleric's Cure where available. The Six Bells itself used to be a brewpub but nowdays concentrates on serving good beer from other regional breweries. A pint of Clun's Loophole is on point while considering the building's bright orange appearance just across the road from the church.

- Poetry Pharmacy -
A walk around the churchyard proves rewarding in the Shropshire sunshine, noting a red line across the stonework that was used when playing the olden game of ‘fives’ (which sounds like a precursor to what we now call squash). The church's clockface only has one hand because locals say life slows down to such an extent here that the minute hand is deemed superfluous. A treat for the Bookworm completes our getaway, whereby the Poetry Pharmacy is something that little bit different. The concept is simple: literature - especially poetry - can act as medicine for the soul so an apothecarial approach is taken, stuffed full with old drawers and shelving. Emily is in her element browsing the curated range of nature and wellbeing books here, even picking up some poetry 'tablets' and being served with a handwritten prescription. Cheers!