WILL MY BLADDER LAST AN HOUR OF GEORGE CLARKE ?

I’ve left my laptop round my parents (intentionally), guarded by Baa Baa Toure, while I tour London and Stockport, so I hope these posts by mobile are OK.

Back to Leeds, and a 10 minute stroll from the Scarbs to the Corn Exchange via the Bourse (not a cheese). Sometimes Leeds almost seems like a proper town.

It was worth coming just to see inside the Corn Exchange, which looks like the nice bit of St Pancras.

George Clarke of Grand Design fame was speaking to a crowd of middle aged ladies about the cities of the future. Mrs RM had invited me to join her, presumably figuring I wouldn’t.

Her Facebook Friends had some questions for the Q + A.

I only had one question. Would my bladder last an hour after one of those cans of Schofferhoffer?

Of course not. That’s why I sat on the seat nearest the stairs to the loos.

George was great, focusing on population growth and China and sustainability, rather than the grittier issues of how many craft bars we’ll have in Leeds in 2030.

All over by 20:30, ideal timing for Bundobust.

Blimey. Is it ever NOT busy. Nice bloke found us a table out in the conservatory, so I finally got to experience the original Bundobust that dear Richard used to rave about.

Their own beers are chilled and suit the food, so I skipped cask. If it ever gets in the Guide I’ll plead the 5th. The platter/Thali/whatever of Indian street food was superb.

As regular readers know, I rarely dispense life advice. But I recommend you NEVER drink beer after a curry.

Just for once, we took that advice on the walk back to the station, however strong the siren call of the Taps.

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