The number 7 ‘Tiger’ service from Reading to Fleet in Hampshire is a relatively new addition to Reading Buses’ services. Highlights of the trip include travelling in the bus lane across the middle of the roundabout at Junction 11 of the M4, bouncing through Mary Mitford’s village of Three Mile Cross and, when you get to Fleet, there is an ironmongers and an ice cream parlour!
The conduit house which supplied water to St Augustine’s Abbey should have been the first stop on the Whitley Pump tour of Canterbury, but there were so many other attractions and we almost didn’t find it.
By our senior political correspondent.
The Whitley Pump has unearthed secret plans to end austerity in Reading by forging closer links with the Russian Federation. Moscow is offering financial support if the town “Russianises” its schools by teaching Russian instead of French, and if the council transliterates town signage into the Russian Cyrillic alphabet, as shown in the above map of Katesgrove (Кеатс-гров).
When we interviewed Tony Page recently we asked him for an alternative Xmas message to folk living on and around Katesgrove Hill that we could publish on Xmas day.
We hope everybody in Reading has a joyful Christmas!
Reading CAMRA are publishing an A to Z advent calendar of Reading and Mid-Berks CAMRA pubs on their twitter account (@ReadingCAMRA). They say that they are doing this “… [to] encourage you to give them some support especially during January, one of the quietest periods of business for the pub trade.”
The first day of December and there are a bewildering array of advent calendars out there counting down to the 25 December and Xmas day.
On a day in London this week, two Whitley Pump contributors ambling down Euston Road decided to investigate an exhibition in the crypt of St Pancras parish church. They discovered Reading images, maps and artefacts staring back at them.
Matthew Farrall, friend, Reading enthusiast and author, died unexpectedly on Friday 20 April.
I missed out on the first Craft Theory festival at Katesgrove’s South Street Arts Centre last year, but I read the reviews with excitement and suffered a major case of FOMO [note 1]. I was in a unique position for the festival on 13 and 14 April this year; not only did I volunteer for Friday behind the jump [note 2], pouring drinks and loving it, but I also arrived bright-eyed on Saturday to spend the afternoon getting merry with my pals.
The Friends of the Inner Distribution Road (FIDR) will meet for their inaugural meeting today at the Little Crown public house on Southampton Street.
When you hear a very loud, varied, flutey birdsong from your roof or TV aerial at sunset or sunrise in these early months of the year, then you will be most likely listening to a male blackbird. The juvenile first-year males sing in January and February and the older ones follow from around March. Quite why these sentinels of the natural world have such a boring name in English is hard to understand; there are plenty of other black-plumed avians. They are lovingly called merle in French and merl in the old Scottish dialect.