I actually heard the sad news about Richard on the National Mall. staring at the Capitol.


I did like the capital (as opposed to the Capitol); it felt a bit like someone had taken the best bits of Newcastle and plonked them in Milton Keynes. Great museums, sumptuous parks, cheap Chinese food, murky beer in small bars, drunk Geordies.
I guarantee NO-ONE has made that analogy about D.C. before.

We had the pleasure of company from US Dave’s cousin on our visit. Jan arrived at our hotel lobby in Pentagon City with a smile and a portfolio of maps and advice like “WALK” and “DON’T EAT THE CHEESE”.
Our tour took in the tourist highlights that may look vaguely familiar.


A few blocks north of the White House you get the trendy young professional strip, a bit like Jericho in Oxford without the ancient pubs.

The family banquet at Chinatown Express was London quality. Matt couldn’t finish it.

I drank to Richard in Church Key, the RateBeer favourite.
Church Key is no Spoons. Narrow, dimly lit, a row of seats for diners along the wall and a row of seats at the bar for drinkers.


A veritable Coldwell of a beer menu, with oddly UK leanings.

Yes, Lees Harvest Ale. My nemesis (look it up on this blog).
The exemplary barman kept plying me with beer and iced water, I kept plying him with dollars which apparently is how staff get paid in the States.

You’d want to know they were playing “Heartland Rock” and Style Council, Weller and Costello, and that I was commiserating with an Arsenal fan from Swindon on his way to see “soccer”.
Sometimes it just makes sense to get p****d.
It made less sense to finish the, er, afternoon in the US Sport Br called Champps in the Pentagon Shopping Centre. The extra “p” is a long service award, apparently.
Perhaps it was the Heinz ketchup bottle that swung it for me, but I sort of loved sitting at the bar next to real Americans with their screaming baby at the bar (honest).
Actually, it WAS as close as the US got to Wetherspoons, albeit at $7.75 + tax + tip a nearly pint of Ballast Point Sculpin.
I know you’re jealous.
Sadly, you and Mrs RM see Jan more than we do! May say something about her good taste😀
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DC is probably closer to us than to you anyway. I never believed we were closer to France than Newcastle.
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It’s not closer anymore😀. We’re banned!
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Was it something you said ;-0
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All due to our “perfect” Covid response!
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It depends which Newcastle.
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The one in Shropshire near Clun, of course 😉
Hasn’t the Staffordshire one been renamed Lawrensonland in honour of its most famous son?
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I don’t know much about the Staffordshire one and have no plans to visit it again.
We might all be agreed that the Tyneside one is the proper Newcastle. For many months my diary had me staying there and Berwick in September but that might not happen.
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As someone may have said. we shall meet again (in Newcastle-upon-Tyne).
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Yes, and “on the corner” if I remember correctly.
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Should I be impressed you’ve learnt how to post videos in comments, Paul. Knew you were a computer whizz really.
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Yes, and I might even find out about getting back on that Discourse some day.
Or maybe not.
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“Future home of Joe Biden”
Bravely stepping into that minefield?
(Personally I hope you’re right…)
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2028.
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