I'd love to see Constantinople, but it hasn't happened yet.
What I do know is that a Turkish barbershop is the only place to get your face done and your hair did.
I steered clear of having my barnet sheared by a local in Manchester, mindful of how terrible the Gallaghers et al are turned out.
It was a relief, therefore, to return to London and see my pals at the Bay Room on the Goswell Road.
The pub was the Woodman in Otford near Sevenoaks, Kent, if you're interested. This spectacular pint of Harvey's Sussex Best was enjoyed after a short circular walk, encompassing a sedate section of the North Downs Way. This was my reintroduction to the gentle charms of South East England, after doing my rambling in the Peak District of late.
There's not much doing here on STONCH, so I'd like to point readers to this tremendously good piece by Matt Lawrenson on the reasons behind the decline of pub culture.
There's nothing novel here, but what he has done is fearlessly and succinctly set out the real reasons why we're probably still over-pubbed. We oddballs and misfits can sing all the laments we like, but Matt's right: normal people
A tweet from our man Arthur adds to an ongoing twitter and blog debate:
Unrelated, yet to me strangely relevant, to the sudden talk about "diversity" in craft beer. pic.twitter.com/6sq76uFbuw
— Arthur Scargill (@ArthurJScargill) January 17, 2016
By choosing to concentrate on race, gender and sexual proclivities, are those banging on about a lack of diversity in craft beer failing to address
I'd been away from London for just over a month, my longest absence from my own home in over a decade. It was grand to be back in medieval Clerkenwell and Smithfield, and in Georgian Bloomsbury and Fitzrovia.
Still, there's no forgetting the North when Sam Smith's pubs are your preference: they're dotted around my favourite parts of the metropolis, and increasingly they tick all the boxes when I