June 2026. Lytham (not St Annes). An afternoon in Lytham (not St Annes, for a change) to meet up with Blackpool Jane on her blogging return and swap World Cup stickers with Lee. You remember Lytham ? The one with the windmill and the 1940s obssession ? “Leafy Lytham” they call it, which seems to… Continue reading LYTHAM LACINGS
PRESTON – EVERYTHING BUT THE PUB
June 2026. Preston. A night in Preston, but an afternoon in Lytham, and that meant no pubs in one of the world’s great pub cities. No, it really is, even with the demise of the Greyfriar Moorbrook, with a proper mix of boozers (ugh). A run of Old Vic, New Continental, Plug & Taps, NIKO’s… Continue reading PRESTON – EVERYTHING BUT THE PUB
PROUD PRESTON, PROBLEM PARKING
June 2026. Preston. At last ! We’re leaving Yorkshire ! I’d forgotten what it was like to be able to wake up on a Saturday morning with freedom to go anywhere I want as long as I’m home by tea so Mrs RM can check her blog clicks. Mrs RM had bought some walking shoes… Continue reading PROUD PRESTON, PROBLEM PARKING
LITTLE MESTERS
June 2026. Sheffield. From the Park Hill flats we followed the path of the tram toward town, with the UK’s scruffiest tourist sign at the Park Square roundabout. Much of central Sheffield has been modernised beyond recognition in recent years; heck, we’ve even got a Pret a Manger* ! There’s a big building site where… Continue reading LITTLE MESTERS
A PEARL IN THE PARK HILL FLATS
June 2026. Sheffield. I don’t like these days in Sheffield, there’s too much still to see, but with Mrs RM busy curating her blog I need to give her options for local exploration. It’s a while since we explored the Park Hill flats out the back of the station, as these steps don’t get any… Continue reading A PEARL IN THE PARK HILL FLATS
A DESTINATION KENTISH PUB FOR MICHAEL’S 88th
June 2026. Somewhere near Tonbridge, Kent. In truth, I’d been looking forward to the usual “Meal for Three” from Southborough’s Meows for Michael’s birthday, Mrs Meow is my second favourite lady in the whole world and it’s not even close. But arriving at the door of the in-laws at half-eleven we’re greeted with “Michael needs… Continue reading A DESTINATION KENTISH PUB FOR MICHAEL’S 88th
TAKING YOUR PINT BACK IN A SPOONS
June 2026. Royal Tunbridge Wells. I’d left Mrs RM in the cheap Tunbridge Wells Travelodge on Mount Ephraim at 3pm for my dash into West London, and as expected the call about tea came at 17:59 just as I was finishing that pint of Shere Drop in Teddington (yes, I took the call outside). “I… Continue reading TAKING YOUR PINT BACK IN A SPOONS
A SHERE DROP IN TEDDINGTON
June 2026. Teddington. London. Two cracking London pubs; one edging the beer, the other the “pub”. Back on the train that does the loop from Waterloo and back via Wimbledon, failing to take the killer shot of the Thames due to being on the wrong side of the train. And 20 minutes later off at… Continue reading A SHERE DROP IN TEDDINGTON
AN OTTER IN RICHMOND (LONDON)
June 2026. London. Another long drive last Wednesday; Sheffield to Waterbeach to see Dad (firmly asleep), then down to Tunbridge Wells ahead of Father-in-Law’s 88th birthday (firmly awake and raring to go). There’s some longevity genes in our families. I dropped Mrs RM off at T’Wells Travelodge to blog, and ran for the South-eastern departure… Continue reading AN OTTER IN RICHMOND (LONDON)
“BORDERLINE”
June 2026. Sheffield. Let the record show that I spent last Tuesday afternoon with Mrs RM at Meadowhall Shopping Centre, and spent nothing. There is nothing I want to buy now I’ve bought my annual pair of Riekes, though I’ll happily received Mrs RM’s discarded phone when she upgrades. I like the surveying part of… Continue reading “BORDERLINE”
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