Neil Atkinson was joined for a Thursday AFQ Office edition by Josh Sexton, Sam Walkerdine, Andy Heaton, John Gibbons, Gareth Roberts and Matt Donaldson.
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The fifth episode of season one of The Pub Crawlers Podcast was recorded ‘Down The Local’ in Liverpool, as Rob Gutmann hosts Steve Graves and Mo Stewart to discuss worst pub toilet experiences, music in pubs, Glastonbury, and more…
The Pub Crawlers Podcast represents a quest to find the very best authentic UK pubs, filmed on location inside some of the finest boozers across the UK and Ireland.
Well, sort of. It’s equally about friends having three to four pint-fuelled, quintessential pub conversations, on any subjects that damn well occur to them, in a range of outstanding boozers across the land. So, really, it’s as much about what we get up to in pubs as the pubs themselves.
The shows are presented by self-styled boozer connoisseur and long-time pub designer and owner, Rob Gutmann, who is on a mission to find the very best pubs in the UK and to define the essence of the ‘true’ pub.
Featuring a wide range of guests (mainly Rob’s mates), we’ll be visiting pubs the length and breadth of the country, bedding into the very best of them, and chatting about our lives lived in and around boozers.
The first season of the Pub Crawlers focuses on the North of England, taking in Chester, Sheffield, Manchester, Liverpool, and even a brief foray to the north side of the Midlands in Nottingham.
Plug yourself in to the ongoing conversation as it disappears down all manner of tenuously pub-related worm holes, with your new mates at TPC. And you don’t need a pint to enjoy us, but it might help…
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Sausages: Lincolnshire: F*ckin brilliant, loads of sage in them
Don’t go near them Walls and other basic f*ckers…They’re ‘Dog’s Dick’ sausages them pink things.
When I moved down here from The Holy City me in-laws gave me a Farm House Leicester cheese butty, blew me F*ckin mind. Dirty big crust on the big chunk bought at the local village shop– NOT yer supermarket Leicester by a long way. Next day it was a plate of Lincs links and me head fell off – We don’t get to eat these up in the North West I muttered. That’s cos we keep them for ourselves; we need some comfort cos the footy is shite!