We left Ordsall at 17:30, just as our free parking expired, debating whether a tubby United fan could possibly make it from the park to the ground and back in 4 hours with a pint of IPA in the Matchstick Man on the way. Google Maps said to take the A56 home, so we… Continue reading ROTHWELL IS GOLDEN
Month: June 2020
19 IN ORDSALL
Back to birthdays, as Matt reaches the age immortalised by Paul Hardcastle in 1985. “19” was about Vietnam; Matt has only to contend with the fine burghers of Ordsall temporarily deprived their Holt pubs. Mrs RM was busy, probably queueing for Primark, so I took James up to meet his brother in Ordsall Park. 2:55… Continue reading 19 IN ORDSALL
CROOK v ENFIELD – THE PUB REMATCH
A two-parter today. Curb your enthusiasm. Our next programme takes us back to that golden year of 1964, when retiredmartin was given to the world (22 December, make a note). The Amateur Cup was the FA Cup for teams paid in legs of lambs and fags rather than cash money. Supporters of amateur teams had… Continue reading CROOK v ENFIELD – THE PUB REMATCH
A LODE OFF MY MIND
More polite walks with a closed pub at the end, though this one is sort of open. Look how close to home I am ! You can walk to Lode from mine through the Fens, though be careful of the naturist pool (and Mrs RM, of course). I started from just off the A14 at Quy,… Continue reading A LODE OFF MY MIND
LET’S CELEBRATE…….INVERNESS
James has been back a day and isn’t missing Sheffield. Yet. I asked him for some ideas for bloggable day trips we could do. “Isle of Man ?” They don’t want us, the meanies. “John O’ Groats ?”. Let’s see…. Not sure it’s even allowed under Nicola’s rules, which is a shame as I’ve never… Continue reading LET’S CELEBRATE…….INVERNESS
ROCKAWAY RAMPTON
Ooh, a grumpy statue. Me so topical. James is home, and we can explore exciting Fen Edge villages in the hour before lunch. Like Rampton. Our one, not the one with a secure hospital up the A1. This was never going to be an epic trek, so Mrs RM came too. I might have promised… Continue reading ROCKAWAY RAMPTON
LINCOLN LEGENDS
Ten years ago I made a Friday evening trip up the A14/A1/A46 to lovely Lincoln. That journey can be done in 1:48 hours now, but the extra 8 minutes gives you time to admire the statue of your favourite UK Prime Minister (#FACT) in gorgeous Grantham. I was paying homage to another trailblazer at… Continue reading LINCOLN LEGENDS
BYE BYE SHEFFIELD
I’ve just brought James back from Sheffield. A 3 year course in Computer Science that started with Morris Men outside the Brown Bear, ended with a Covid19 wimper. Morris Men or Covid, what’s worse ? The exams seem to have gone well. James never did get to celebrate with a pint of Cloudwater DIPA in… Continue reading BYE BYE SHEFFIELD
SWEETZER !
More of that football with a pub recommendation you love. A 1-0 win against the champions-elect that took Cambridge to the brink of the Second Division, only 8 years after displacing Bradford PA. Big Ron had jumped ship in February for the lure of West Brom’s desi pubs, but a dour Scot (aren’t they… Continue reading SWEETZER !
CHRISTINE (WOULDN’T COME WITH ME TO) BRINKLEY
Yes, I call Mrs RM “Christie“, rather than Mrs RM. Honest. She’s busy doing something called “work”, so my latest trip east of the A11 was a solo trip. She missed a treat, and I didn’t even bring her back a four pack of Punk. This is horseracing country as well as commuterville, the eastern… Continue reading CHRISTINE (WOULDN’T COME WITH ME TO) BRINKLEY
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