April 2026. Sheffield. Something very heavy on the brain seemed to lift after Dad’s house sale completed, though we’ll still be popping down to Waterbeach to see him, no longer needing to sleep in an empty Sunnyside. Mrs RM presses on with her blog, inbetween planning Spring trips to Armenia (there may only be enough… Continue reading A BUS TO THE BROADFIELD
THE BASS ROOM IN THE CROWN
April 2026. Stockport. Back at Stockport Travelodge (£37.99, wouldn’t buy a pie, pint and programme at the Emirates) after the game I decided I wasn’t paying a fiver for WiFi, and the only watchable thing on the telly was “The Story of the Bee Gees“. Did you know they’re named after a famous UK band… Continue reading THE BASS ROOM IN THE CROWN
A POST-MATCH BATHAMS IN THE MAGNET
April 2026. Stockport. “City, tearing cockneys apart, again“. That’s the only post-match chant this PG version of the blog can bring you from an evening at the Etihad when I lost my voice and risked a permanent ban for my shouts of “and your beer’s not very good” at the Arsenal fans. You can’t swear… Continue reading A POST-MATCH BATHAMS IN THE MAGNET
NO EDGE TO ALDERLEY
April 2026. Alderley Edge. I’m not sure my heart will stand these tense City games, but after a period of letting the lads use my season ticket I thought I’d better see The Arsenal, apparently champions elect. If you don’t use your season ticket enough it gets cancelled and you have to pay £88 a… Continue reading NO EDGE TO ALDERLEY
THE PRICE OF THATCH
April 2026. Mareham-le-Fen. Lincolnshire. A productive weekend in rural Lincs leaves me with just the one tick to finish the county, but as that’s in bucolic Skegness I’m saving it for a special occasion. Mareham-le-Fen is another small (pop. 944) village on way to t’coast, but no chippy for the bikers this time. This is… Continue reading THE PRICE OF THATCH
WOULD YOU ADAM AND EVE IT ?
April 2026. Wragby. Lincolnshire. Your actual new Wragby Beer Guide pub isn’t a classic, but then the Lincolnshire Wolds aren’t renowned for classics. Prove me wrong. But you do get this extraordinary piece of art in the garden of the Adam & Eve, which bears a striking resemblance to Ali & Nino in Mrs RM’s… Continue reading WOULD YOU ADAM AND EVE IT ?
YOUR CUT-OUT-AND-KEEP GUIDE TO WRAGBY
April 2026. Wragby. Lincolnshire. You’ll remember my brave but doomed attempt to get to Wragby by bus last week ? Well, I tried again. A man who is tired of East Lindsey district has already been once. Actually, that’s not fair; Skegness, Louth and the Wolds, who could want more ? OK, the A158 is… Continue reading YOUR CUT-OUT-AND-KEEP GUIDE TO WRAGBY
PHEW !
April 2026. Sheffield. As I may have hinted, the last few months have been stressful, and not just due to the more limited recent availability of the £1.89 salt and pepper calamari from Home Bargains, which I used to fill out our celebratory Sang Lung takeaway last Friday night. I think I could have cooked… Continue reading PHEW !
1666 AND ALL THAT. AN HOUR IN EYAM
April 2026. Eyam. Derbyshire. The landlady at the Three Stags’ Heads gently chided me for my mispronunciation of the name on the pump clip, which made me keen to visit Eyam, pronounced just as you’d expect (or not). Our last American visitors were also keen on a visit to a village I assumed only got… Continue reading 1666 AND ALL THAT. AN HOUR IN EYAM
THE THREE STAGS’ HEADS, WARDLOW MIRES
April 2026. Wardlow Mires. Peak District. I’d taken Mrs RM to one of the most scenic points in the Peak District, bought her ice cream and Jaipur (NOT in the same glass, silly ! That’s a Stockton thing) and drove her home via some of the most picturesque Derbyshire Dales villages. As we turned on… Continue reading THE THREE STAGS’ HEADS, WARDLOW MIRES
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