6th March 2020
This will be my 3,000th post, WordPress reminds me.
I’m getting fed up of WordPress stopping you posting comments on Starbucks and Zappa and the correct word for cobs. It also won’t let me use the letter “a” in my posts without thumping the keyboard, but that may be the crumbs.
Quite how I a construct a post out of my 20 minutes waiting in Milton Keynes for Matt to arrive from Manchester (1hr 37) I’ve no idea.
So here’s a picture of the daffodils outside our house on my morning walk to cheer you up. Note how flat they are in the Flat Fens. Hopefully they’ll still be there the day before Mothers Day.
And here as a special treat is the art underneath the A14.
I was only telling you last week I’d finally done with the A421 that trudges through MK’s 373 roundabouts for a while.
But Mrs RM spent the weekend recuperating, so not only did I miss the Old Codgers trip to Burton but I had to make a 9pm mercy mission to the dullest place on earth.
It takes just over an hour to get to MK’s Nighttime Quarter. It’s down this alley.
The Nighttime Quarter is called “Nighttime Quarter” and is based around the plainest square in the UK.
Slug & Lettuce, Las Iguanas, BrewDog, Subway. All have bouncers and everyone is aged 23.4 years old and wearing clothes from 1994.
It’s 9.45pm. Matt’s train is 10 minutes late, a disturbance at Burton or something. I nip in the Wetherspoons for a half.
Last time here in September ’18 the lunchtime session comprised jolly middle-aged (get me) blokes called Terry watching the racing.
On Friday night EVERYONE was here, which is why Spoons are often the best bet for unpretentious £1.49 pints.
Old fellas in suits, the entire 19 year old population of Bletchley, and the local CAMRA branch waving vouchers and cooing about the latest microbrew tick.
At least 3 people ordered the Dark Fox from Featherstone in the 20 minutes during which staff gamely battled with the WiFi dropout scuppering contactless payments and foreigns students forgetting whether their girlfriend wanted ice in her Guinness.
I followed the CAMRAs lead. It was great; cool and rich (NBSS 3.5). One of the very best Spoons, you know.
If you could get Brass Castle beers in there for £1.49 a pint I’d book the Travelodge and make night of it.