TOTTENHAM CAKE IN W12

March 2026. Shepherds Bush. London. From Balham, a trip across a foggy Thames to Shepherd Bush, where I suddenly found I had nearly two hours to fill and Westfield in front of me. Just like Charlene, I’d never been to Westfield W12’s flashy shopping centre, but if you’ve been to Stratford‘s version you won’t need… Continue reading TOTTENHAM CAKE IN W12

IN THE DOG HOUSE (BEDDINGTON)

March 2026. Beddington. South London. Wallington. Bandonhill. Hackbridge. Beddington, where I head now to explore the vibrant cultural scene. Names to conjure with, as you wander aimlessly west of Croydon and stare back to where the streets are made of gold. Not many pubs round here, at all, just an Arts & Craft roadhouse with… Continue reading IN THE DOG HOUSE (BEDDINGTON)

PRIDE DRINKING WELL IN WALLINGTON

March 2026. Wallington. South London. Another week, another American troubador*, another chance to makes inroads into London GBG, another chance to marvel at the capital’s integrated transport system as I whizz from St Pancras around Croydon towards Wallington, a mile’s walk from Carshalton and The Hope. It’s not an essential visit, even by my meagre… Continue reading PRIDE DRINKING WELL IN WALLINGTON

CHECKING OUT KELHAM IN ADVANCE OF THE AMERICAN INVASION

March 2026. Sheffield. Back from Driffield in triumph, East Yorkshire GBG complete, I find Mrs RM in full-on “Operation Yank Invasion” mode, with a list of jobs to make the house ready for Chicago guests (not Dick and Barb) last weekend. Saturday night had been earmarked for a Curated Exploration of Kelham Island Public Houses,… Continue reading CHECKING OUT KELHAM IN ADVANCE OF THE AMERICAN INVASION

NELLIES

March 2026. Beverley. Well, this may prove to be a completely pointless post, attempting to describe the magic of a Sam Smiths pub without pictures. But the route to the White Horse (aka Nellies) takes you past St Mary’s, which is almost as magical as the Minster. But not as magical as Nellies, which on… Continue reading NELLIES

BEVERLEY MINSTER

March 2026. Beverley. There’s more to life than pubs. “No there’s not”. My blog, my rules, time for culture. One of the bonuses of parking up in the campervan at Driffield Riverhead (£10 donation to canal conservation), apart from a quiet night (put the handbrake on) and Spoons breakfast in the morning, is a 20… Continue reading BEVERLEY MINSTER