BUCHAREST – BEER O’CLOCK & THE IMPERIAL ****

It’d be fair to say that Bucharest isn’t the most naturally beautiful European capital city, though I’ve yet to get to Vaduz so I can’t give an authoritative ranking. But Park Cismigiu is a delight, even if there’s not locals selling horse kebabs and foaming lager for 50p a pint as we’d been led to… Continue reading BUCHAREST – BEER O’CLOCK & THE IMPERIAL ****

GIDEA PARK – REDEMPTION AT BALGORE’S BEST KEBAB

At times this blog reads just like a diary.  Oh, it is. If only Pepys had had micropubs and kebabs to write about rather than sermons and domestic incidents. Back to Gidea Park, It hasn’t changed much since my visit last year, the residents will be delighted to hear.  Sadly, that lack of change extends… Continue reading GIDEA PARK – REDEMPTION AT BALGORE’S BEST KEBAB

FROM PYJAMAS TO DONCASTER IN 3 HOURS

It was 4pm last Saturday.  Mrs RM had just driven back from picking up her new motor (4 wheels, black) in Car Shop Northampton, where numerous enthusiastic young men had been attempting to talk to me about car stuff. Matt was still in his pyjamas when we got home. “Dad, where’s Doncaster ?  Loathe and… Continue reading FROM PYJAMAS TO DONCASTER IN 3 HOURS