I am so woke (if not actually awake) I’m able to give obscure Aberdeenshire villages their preferred names; the same applies to our national sport. Not content with my first Highland League fixture, I made Sunday the designated “Watch Scottish football on TV in a pub” day. Where better than famed Belhaven boozer Ma Cameron’s… Continue reading FITTIE AND FITBA IN ABERDEEN
Month: November 2019
TOP 100 – THE NEW INN, FOGGIELOAN
This next one was marvellous, but frankly you’re going to need to look at the pub porn and imagine it, so poor was my note-taking. I don’t normally stick a place straight into my coveted Top 100 on one visit but sometimes rules need to be broken (there are no rules). Eagle-eyed readers, which narrows… Continue reading TOP 100 – THE NEW INN, FOGGIELOAN
BANFF – IT’S NOT (MAC)DUFF
Oh, you find a better title. BRAPA will, no doubt. “The origin of the name is uncertain. It may be derived from the Scottish Gaelic banbh meaning “piglet”; buinne, a stream; or a contraction of Bean-naomh meaning “holy woman” “- Wiki Another day, another Aberdeenshire coastal gem. As before, I’ve marked BrewDog HQ on the… Continue reading BANFF – IT’S NOT (MAC)DUFF
SEVEN GOAL THRILLERS AND PIE HEAVEN IN HUNTLY
There were many highlights on my Big Aberdeen Weekender. Meeting Mrs RM and not having my chips nicked, sunrise over Peterhead, the reopening of the Aberdeen Art Gallery (finally) . But the highlight was eating a mince beef pie and Bovril (food and drink matching, natch) at the Huntly v Buckie Highland League classic. I… Continue reading SEVEN GOAL THRILLERS AND PIE HEAVEN IN HUNTLY
FRASERBURGH FUN AND GAMES
I know you’re always keen to know where I am when I write this rubbish. This post comes to you from the deserted Travelodge on the M18/M180, a short but scary walk from my final South Yorkshire tick. The bus from Peterhead to Fraserburgh was less scary, but who knows what Scottish pubs will spring… Continue reading FRASERBURGH FUN AND GAMES
GOOD MORNING PETERHEAD
Two days to explore the Grampian coast from Aberdeen, and see if my resentment of their buses last time was purely my own fault for overdoing it in Krakatoa. “Peterhead has been on my bucket list for years” said no-one ever. Except me. You can wave to the Punx as the bus passes Ellon. The… Continue reading GOOD MORNING PETERHEAD
CARRY ON WAYWARD SON
You left me in the Hop & Anchor, enjoying an eclectic soundtrack that Pub Ciurmudgeon would have warmed to. I had certainly left the One True Path of cask by now and my wayward adventure around the craft kilometre reached its zenith at Casc & Cigar. My subsequent research reveals that Casc stands for “Campaign… Continue reading CARRY ON WAYWARD SON
FRIDAY NIGHT IS CRAFT NIGHT IN ABERDEEN
WARNING : CONTAINS CRAFT 5pm on a Friday night on the mean streets of central Aberdeen. Mrs RM was still turning the University IT off and on again, I was lugging around my overnight bag (mainly phone rechargers), and I had no new GBG ticks to do, unless I jumped on the ferry to Orkney.… Continue reading FRIDAY NIGHT IS CRAFT NIGHT IN ABERDEEN
THE THRILL OF THE GRILL
While I’d been slogging my way up to the Highlands and round the Moray coast towards Aberdeen, Mrs RM had taking the easy option of a Logan Air flight from Southend. I think you should demand she blogs about Southend, you know. She’ll have had this view as the plane bumbled towards Trump Airport in… Continue reading THE THRILL OF THE GRILL
THE CHRONICLE OF NAIRN-IA
Oh, come on, what would you have come up with ? It’s certainly in a magical location, with a view across the Moray Firth to Cromarty and the start of the UK’s biggest GBG desert (next Guide stop John O’ Groats). Charlie Chaplin used to come here on holiday. Sadly his NBSS scores for the… Continue reading THE CHRONICLE OF NAIRN-IA
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