I was touched to re-read Pub Curmudgeon’s poignant piece on visiting pubs with his dad this morning; It's been more than ten years now, but I still miss our chats in the pub over a pint, dad 😢🍻 https://t.co/8E1bunyYN4 — Curmudgeon (@oldmudgie) June 21, 2020 “(the pub) was where we had our best and… Continue reading FATHER’S DAY
Month: June 2020
SOCIAL DISTANCING IN NEW YORK (NEW YORK)
It’s a year since our Big Trip to New York, possibly our last family holiday. Possibly our last foreign holiday, come to that. Some readers insist on maps showing my destinations. So here’s America, just below Canada. We’d had to cancel our US trip the previous Autumn after the Primera collapse, and I’m glad we… Continue reading SOCIAL DISTANCING IN NEW YORK (NEW YORK)
FEN DITTON’S BUMPY RIDE
“What did you do during the Corona, Daddy ?” “I re-read old football programmes, took photos of local closed pubs and ate crispy shredded beef, Son“. For those who are collecting the set, Fen Ditton is Number 87 in the series of Your Top 100 Cambridgeshire Villages. A special folder is available from the usual address.… Continue reading FEN DITTON’S BUMPY RIDE
HIGH HOPES & HIGSONS
More from Liverpool, as my Everton programmes reach the ’70s, the decade when goalies were finally allowed to dive to attempt to prevent goals. Everton spent the decade in the shadow of their Stanley Park neighbours, writing songs about their ” ‘istree” and attempting to develop their commercial income through a range of cuddly toys… Continue reading HIGH HOPES & HIGSONS
EVERTON – THE THRELFALL YEARS
Tense times at Taylor Towers, as I wait to see if I’ll have pubs to blog about visit on 4th July. The cupboard of football programes is running low, and I can’t keep recycling that same photo of Draught Bass forever (or can I ?). Anyway, THIS is apparently what I’m going back to on… Continue reading EVERTON – THE THRELFALL YEARS
OH HECK, IT’S SWAFFHAM BULBECK
Plumbing the heights, or depths, of rural Cambs for you now. From Longmeadow to Lode, and round the bounds of Swaffham Bulbeck. You could have made it back across the Fens to Waterbeach in time for tea, but where’s the fun in that ? I asked James what I should call this… Continue reading OH HECK, IT’S SWAFFHAM BULBECK
CORBY – LITTLE SCOTLAND
So, football is back, though sadly without the technology to tell you whether the ball has crossed the line. It’ll be a while before you see games like Corby v Trafford though. I was only in Trafford on Monday, of course, so I can appreciate the beauty of the M60/M6/A50/A14/A427 (ENOUGH !) route taken… Continue reading CORBY – LITTLE SCOTLAND
BUT QUY ?
More reports from the tourist honeypots of South Cambridgeshire, which is surely at the top of your list for a UK holiday after 4 July. Look how exciting the OS extract is, filling the space between A14, Horningsea Garden Centre and Anglesey Abbey. But Quy would you come here ?* In the 50s, for nudist… Continue reading BUT QUY ?
BREWDOG – THE MURK OF KING’S (COLLEGE)
Tuesday evening. The clouds cleared, and Mrs RM graced me with her presence on a walk round dead Cambridge pubs. We stopped at the cash point at the magnificent Lloyds, but I’m STILL using the cash I took out on 13th March. QUIZ – What’s the WORST name this “pub” has been saddled with; Cambridge… Continue reading BREWDOG – THE MURK OF KING’S (COLLEGE)
ENFIELD CHASE (THE AMATEUR CUP)
Yesterday I promised you a rational considered view of Enfield, plucky (Spoiler) runner-up to Crook in that magical year of 1964. Since I gave you the pub highlights from Crook, I’ve had a go at winning a “Trip to Tokyo ’64” but sadly I couldn’t find the 3d. to accompany the entry. The footage from… Continue reading ENFIELD CHASE (THE AMATEUR CUP)
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