I took my nearly-octogenarian in-laws on a pub crawl round their home town* on Sunday. They loved it, but then they were drinking 7% beers by the end. To be fair to what I’ll now call RTW, it looked at its very best. The modern town is quite functional, but there’s enough hilly streets on the way down… Continue reading ROYAL TUNBRIDGE WELLS – HOPS AND HIGH ROCKS
Month: March 2016
BRIGG GETS ITS SPOONS
Brigg has punched above its weight for years. With only 5,000 souls, it still manages a good train service (on Saturdays to Cleethorpes), an FA Vase winning football club, a great Chinese takeaway and eight pubs in half a mile stroll through an attractive market town. Ideally placed for Scunthorpe too. As with Goole, a… Continue reading BRIGG GETS ITS SPOONS
ALL CHANGE IN DONCASTER
I was shocked to read about the serious financial problems at Doncaster & Bassetlaw Hospitals last week. The town has had its share of governance scandals over recent years, but not long back NHS financial concerns were largely confined to the south. Clearly the changes to deprivation weighting in funding formulas are starting to bite. Doncaster… Continue reading ALL CHANGE IN DONCASTER
HULL PREPARES FOR ITS DAY IN THE SUN
Hull is one of Europe’s great cities, the Old Town in my Top 10 for architecture, museums and pubs. Next year as the Capital of Culture they’ll hope to capitalise on those treasures, but I suspect there’ll be more European than UK visitors. Apart from a few folk who went to Uni there, and my… Continue reading HULL PREPARES FOR ITS DAY IN THE SUN
GOOLE – AN APPRECIATION
I had no reason to break my train journey in Goole today but I did. Mrs RM may very well have turned down the opportunity. In the ’90s I made her stop there, en route back from Hull and Driffield, more times than is strictly necessary, in the pursuit of the mysteries of Goole Fields. It looked… Continue reading GOOLE – AN APPRECIATION
QUEEN EDITH TAKES ON BURGER KING
Mrs RM was off work today but plans for an exciting day trip to Hanwell were scuppered by my being volunteered to deliver political leaflets this afternoon. I think they’re part of a campaign to build a BrewDog in our village/new town, that’s what Mrs RM said anyway. So we only had time for a leisurely lunch at… Continue reading QUEEN EDITH TAKES ON BURGER KING
MICRO PERFECTION IN PETTS WOOD
Since the latest Beer Guide came out at the end of August I’ve been to another forty micropubs, and a good hundred overall, with mixed feelings. Their best feature, chatty owners and locals, can also mean they’re not great places to visit if you want a bit of time to yourself. One of my bug… Continue reading MICRO PERFECTION IN PETTS WOOD
DARTFORD’S SIREN CALLS
Mrs RM knew me well enough to predict Dartford would win its their mini-bout with Chesham for my affections. She worked in Erith for a while and so is well aware of the Thames estuary’s many merits. There’s a certain joy about being a decent-sized town’s only tourist, and even the closure of Dartford’s wonderful little museum… Continue reading DARTFORD’S SIREN CALLS
THAME – AN UNDERRATED BEAUTY
I can’t really imagine why you’d visit Thame, unless you were using the Travelodge as a base to visit Oxford and Waddesdon, or doing something bizarre like visiting the Beer Guide pubs. Haddenham makes a much better rural pub crawl, and Long Crendon is the quintessential “lil Ol’ England” that I once heard an elderly… Continue reading THAME – AN UNDERRATED BEAUTY
CHESHAM – CONTRASTS AT THE EDGE OF METRO-LAND
Chesham sits at the end of the Metropolitan line (nearly an hour out) and in many ways feels like most of the dullish North London suburbs as much as the attractive Chilterns town its normally regarded as. As always, you need to walk a bit. I used to walk around here quite a bit when I worked… Continue reading CHESHAM – CONTRASTS AT THE EDGE OF METRO-LAND
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