And just some more photos to remind myself of what was demolished and when at Anglia Square…. They’re making good progress, although it’ll be interesting to see the cinema when the side is taken off of that.







And just some more photos to remind myself of what was demolished and when at Anglia Square…. They’re making good progress, although it’ll be interesting to see the cinema when the side is taken off of that.








Back to my series of posts from 200 years ago, I think it might be useful to touch upon the brewery arrangement run by Thomas Massey. He advertised in the Norwich Mercury in March 1825 with this text:
“Thomas Massey, Ale and Table Beer Brewer and Maltster, St. Stephen’s Gates, Norwich. Most deeply impressed with a sense of gratitude for the support which he has received & which he continues daily to receive from his many Friends in the city of Norwich and county of Norfolk, begs thus publicly most respectfully to offer them his sincere and heartfelt thanks, at the same time assuring them his constant endeavours shall be to vend a beverage genuine in quality and pleasing to the palate. Families supplied with Malt and Hops.”
This was the St. Stephen’s Brewery which Massey operated and it was trading from the 1820s. He was still going into the early 1840s and by then he was brewing from the newly opened Champion pub (which is still there and I visited last year), which he appeared to own. In 1844, he decided that he would sell his entire operation off and that included the brewery, malting house, surrounding buildings and some land as well.
In 1899, following the death of Charles Crawshay, there was an interesting article in the local press which touched upon this brewery.
“It is with deep regret that we record the death of Mr Charles Crawshay, of Hingham, who passed away on Wednesday evening, after a very brief illness. The deceased was in his usual health on Tuesday, and enjoyed a long drive in his carriage in the forenoon, but shortly after his return he was suddenly seized with paralysis, which terminated fatally. Mr Crawshay was in his 85th year. Born at Rowfant, Surrey, the deceased gentleman, at the age of 18, went to the London firm of Messrs Charrington, Head, and Co., to undergo a three years training in all that pertains to a brewer’s business. In 1845 he took charge of his father’s St Stephen’s Brewery, Norwich, and in 1850 entered into partnership with Mr John Youngs (Youngs, Crawshay, and Youngs).
In 1876 by a maiden bid of £30,000 at auction he secured the Diss Brewery, which has since proved a valuable adjunct to the Norwich Crown Brewery, which latter has been recently converted in a limited liability company. For the greater part of the century Mr Crawshay has been a familiar figure in the county, and the older inhabitants of Norwich well remember his style and dash. He was one of the best “whips” in the neighbourhood, and the manner in which he handled his four-in-hand team was indeed a sight to witness. He subsequently turned his attention to yachting, and in 1852 his boat, the Kestral, won prizes at Cantley and Coldham Hall regattas and at Yarmouth water frolics. In 1856 he married Miss Cubitt, a relative of Sir William Cubitt, who constructed Lowestoft Harbour. The following year he served the office of Sheriff of Norwich, and received the thanks of the city for his services and hospitality.
On removing to Hingham in 1858 Mr Crawshay went in for farming, and gained considerable fame as a breeder of Southdown and cross-bred sheep. A keen sportsman, he was a big preserver of game. His love of sport is inherited by members of his family. His connection with politics was but slight, but he held that a parson should under no circumstances take part in magisterial affairs. By his death the poor of the district have lost a generous friend.”


Well, that’s nearly the end of that. The below is a post from when I was trying to visit every Brewdog, amongst many other things, and I did a reasonable number.
They were a badly run company, frequently the staff were critical of management in a way that I didn’t experience with any other company. I didn’t lead any conversation on that, but team members often wanted to share their exasperation.
And, the Brewdog staff were nearly always full of enthusiasm, excitement and interest in what they were selling. Brewdog lost its hold on craft beer many years ago, instead offering an increasingly generic offering with prices that were above their competitors. But, I still liked Brewdog, they promoted some very good craft brewers and Neon Raptor were one company saying how useful they had been. They also promoted craft beer to a new audience and made some interesting beers themselves, although they became less decadent recently.
Having said that, I managed to walk out of Brewdog in Milton Keynes a few months ago as a staff member was busy eating pizza at the bar whilst serving in between bites. I have a pretty low bar on these things, but that was too much even for me.
Anyway, I shall miss Norwich Brewdog…….
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As my friend Des mentioned to me that I like ticking boxes on lists (I need to get out more), I thought I’d note (primarily for my own benefit, I can’t imagine more than two people in the world care) which Brewdog bars I’ve been to.
For the UK ones, if there’s a link then I’ve been there and if there isn’t, then I haven’t…. For the rest of the world, I’ve just listed where I’ve been as I can’t be bothered to write them all up. I still have a lot of these to visit, but my favourites so far are Cambridge, London Canary Wharf, London Seven Dials and London Brixton. The only that I haven’t really liked was the Brighton outlet.
There’s also the Brewdog Visa 2 which I got so confused about I decided not to even try and use.
Anyway….
UK
Aberdeen
Aberdeen Castlegate
Aberdeen Union Square
Birdcage (Columbia Road, London)
Brewdog Old Street (No Alcohol)
Bristol
Camden Road Arms
Canary Wharf (2nd visit when inside open)
Cardiff
Carlisle
Dalston [vegan]
Dogtap Ellon
Doghouse Manchester
Duke of Battersea
Duke of Hammersmith
Dundee
Edinburgh Airport
Edinburgh Cowgate
Hop Hub Tap Room
Invernurie
Leicester
Manchester
Manchester Outpost
Milton Keynes
Northcote Arms
Nottingham
Old Street
Oxford
Perth
Peterhead
Plymouth
Sheffield
Smithfield Market Arms
Southampton
St. Andrews
Stirling
Swansea
REST OF THE WORLD
Firenze (Florence)


I’ve written already about the excitement at the bus shelter in Sheringham and how politicians have managed to throw a heap of money away on a muddled and confused project. Well, here it is now, boarded up for the summer as a little treat for tourists. They don’t want to start the work until the autumn, but they want to start the boarding up now. Makes sense…

The new plan is to widen the pavement and keep a bit of the old bus shelter that so many residents wanted to retain. They decided that they’d sleep in it for over a week to show their love for it. The argument is that the pavement needs to be widened, but as cars are king, they’re going to encroach on the public space and the old bus shelter is in the way of that.

Well, the pride of north Norfolk.
I can’t see the point in keeping half of this shelter, it loses its meaning, relevance and integrity. Although I very much wanted to keep the shelter, I’d personally just pull it down now. It’s either worth saving or it isn’t, it’s like saving the facade of a building and knocking the rest down.
It’s entirely unclear to me why they couldn’t build the new bus shelter next to this one, leaving this one intact but not in the way of anything or anyone. Or, they could have been radical and made this road one-way and narrowed it so that they didn’t need to fiddle with anything.
But, if this is what the residents of Sheringham want, who am I, as a former resident, to comment…. I wonder what Ralph Howell would have done.


In the early 1820s, the British public was gripped by a peculiar form of gambling fever orchestrated by Thomas Bish, someone who seemed quite a character to say the least. The advert above was in the Norwich Mercury from 200 years ago, although the lottery arrangement was a national one.
Bish was the most prominent lottery contractor of his day and he turned the sale of state lottery tickets into a massive marketing spectacle. Operating out of offices at 4 Cornhill and 9 Charing Cross in London he managed to get his whole lottery system sanctioned by the state. He put bold ads in newspapers, such as the Norwich Mercury, he created eye-catching handbills and used humour in his adverts. He was ahead of his time.
The era of these grand lotteries came to a close in 1826 when the Government finally abolished the state lottery as it didn’t suit their needs. Bish did not go quietly as he campaigned vigorously against the ban and even managed to get himself elected as an MP for Leominster twice although his first win was unseated because of his Government lottery contracts. Bish advertised that it would be the last ever lottery conducted in the Kingdom, but then in the 1990s, John Major came along and introduced the National Lottery once again.


Back to my explorations of the Railway Times, now into 1838. This really does feel like a sub-optimal way of carrying gunpowder about the place….
“On Thursday se’nnight a serious accident happened on the works of the Great Western Railroad, near this city [Bristol], owing to excessive carelessness in the use of gunpowder. It appears that one of the men had just brought a fresh supply of gunpowder for blasting the rock, and had deposited a considerable quantity in his cap, which he placed near to the candle used in the blasting. One of the men in passing accidentally kicked down the candle, which communicated with the powder, an explosion took place, and five persons were more or less severely burnt. The unfortunate sufferers were conveyed to the infirmary.”
As an aside, which I think I’ve referred to before, the falling out of usage of the word “se’nnight” feels unfortunate. Meaning one week, in the same way as fortnight means two weeks, it’s a useful way of describing a period. Let’s break out Google’s Ngram that monitors word usage, I haven’t used this in a while.

It’s those pesky Victorians who forgot to use it….


I think I’ve posted this before, but these are some of the new routes from Wizz Air and this surprised and delighted me, some new cities for me to explore there (well, Debrecen, Cluj and Targu Mures).
Which? have released their annual airline survey with a relatively small number of responses far too low to make any reasonable useful statistical analysis, but from this they claim that Ryanair and Wizz Air are the lowest rated in their survey. Even by their figures, Wizz Air has one of the best punctuality figures.
They like to point out that when all costs are added together then Wizz Air are no cheaper. This seems to be forget that something around just over half the passengers boarding Wizz Air flights are going with one free cabin bag and evidently don’t want to pay the costs that airlines like British Airways force upon them. I don’t want a headline price that includes a bag as I, and seemingly around half of every flight, don’t want a bag.
Which? seem outraged that Wizz Air and Ryanair dismissed their report, although that’s probably because it’s ridiculous and nearly everyone will dismiss their report until they actually make it statistically useful. EasyJet rejected it too, but in an attempt to show their relevance Which? said:
“We’ve repeatedly found that airlines that include baggage and seat allocation in their fares can actually work out cheaper overall. Fly with anyone else, if you can.”
Same old tired claptrap, at least Ryanair and Wizz Air are transparent and give customers the chance to actually pay for what they want. I don’t want baggage and seat reservations, so why have I got to pay more? So even though BA would be over four times the price and offer me nothing more, they want me to fly with them?
It’s not clear to me why Which? don’t just suggest that if you want reserved seats, a three course meal, champagne, baggage, lounge access and a VIP tour of the cockpit from the pilot then go with a full service airline and fly a lot to get the benefits of the loyalty schemes. If you want to get to Poland for £10 then fly with Ryanair and Wizz Air which is what tens of millions merrily choose to do every single month. Choice, it’s quite powerful….


I’m aware that some of these posts are a little niche, but back to Yerevan and Armenia, with this little model of a bronze temple which dates to around the fifth or sixth century BC. This reminds me of a much more professional clay model that I made at school of a castle that I’m convinced will be worth at least £25 in twenty years (although it probably cost more than £25 in clay to make). It was also slightly more substantial than this little temple, but there’s something quite alluring about this exhibit which is about 3,000 years old and that’s also rather a long time for it to remain unbroken.
The museum notes that it was found at Astghi Blur, which was an ancient fortress located on a strategic hilltop near the village of Yenokavan in Armenia, featuring impressive double and triple stone walls that date back to the sixth and fifth centuries BC.


Back to Timișoara briefly, this is the Palace of Culture which was redesigned by Duiliu Marcu to give it this rather distinctive frontage. The building now houses the Romanian National Opera, the Mihai Eminescu National Theatre, the Csiky Gergely Hungarian State Theatre and the German State Theatre which is all rather cosmopolitan of it.

Perhaps the most interesting aspect of this building (to me anyway) is its balcony, a site of immense revolutionary significance where the Proclamation of Timișoara was read on 11 March 1990. This document served as a powerful condemnation of communism, following the execution of Nicolae Ceaușescu at the end of 1989. As the nation sought a new path forward, the proclamation articulated a vision for democratic reform and political transparency. Although these liberal values faced immediate and harsh opposition from those loyal to the previous regime, the balcony remains a symbol of the moment Timișoara was declared the first city in Romania free of communism and this plaque was installed here last year.

And some photos of the demolition of Anglia Square….






And a little video…. I know that there some rather better quality videos and photos being uploaded elsewhere, but I’m not letting that stop me.