Greetings from the cheap Travelodge in Brighton, where I’ve just completed the East Sussex GBG chapter in fine style. But I’m still not paying £4 for internet, so this is a short post.
You left me at the top of Bootle, in need of a comfort break and a flat white.
Ah, here’s an attractive looking Wetherspons, just in time.
“I have seen wild roses growing on the very ground which is now the centre of Bootle.” William Gladstone
No, can’t see it either.
One of two former GBG Spoons in Bootle, this was as cheery as ever, though the glass return area tells you what folk were drinking at 10.30am on Sunday. Not cask, then.
The other Guide entry this century is a design classic.
I’m not making fun of Bootle, by the way. I walked Haywards Heath High Street today and it was total rubbish; Bootle is better by far, spick and span and with useful shops,
It all goes to pot as Stanley Road enters Kirkdale, though, A delight for fans of dead Tetley pubs, less so for the walker.
WhatPub shows the cask coverage in painstaking detail.
Shame, these looked great pre-match venues.
The Eagle Vaults survives, with a full write-up on WhatPub.
Just as the shining lights of Liverpool loomed into view, the pavement ran out. They don’t expect pedestrians north of the centre.Faced with a walk into the Mersey Tunnel or a walk along the middle of the A59, I chose the latter.
And suddenly the scary Liverpool was behind me, and I was in the glossy museum quarter.
But not for long.