Kitsch means different things to different people. For some it’s their Granny’s nasty flowery curtains and antimacassars, for others it’s simply Neil Diamond. I’ve always baulked at the sheer concept of themed pubs. A Rose & Crown outside England just isn’t right, and while I’m sure Ireland has hundreds of ‘craicing’ pubs, thousands of garish… Read more →
Maleny
Changing tastes from purple to amber
You don’t need to travel too far from most capital cities before you encounter the beer desert where taps are dominated by identical lagers and bottle shops stocking pretty much the same with maybe the odd bottle of James Squires or Coopers thrown in for a bit of variety. Of course, it’s not enough to… Read more →