PRIDE DRINKING WELL IN BARNHAM. BEFORE IT GETS KNOCKED ALL OVER MY DAD’S JUMPER

Day 1 of our Sussex Saunter and a night in Horsham Travelodge. #LivingTheDream Sadly, Mrs RM had to prep for phone calls with angry Frenchmen, so I set off for the GBG fleshpots of Worthing on my own. Nearly an hour on the train, as it has to wobble down to the edge of Bognor… Continue reading PRIDE DRINKING WELL IN BARNHAM. BEFORE IT GETS KNOCKED ALL OVER MY DAD’S JUMPER

WALT WHITMAN AND THE FIRBECK BOOK OF KNOWLEDGE

Culture you say ? retiredmartin has culture. Even in the vast wilderness between Rotherham, Worksop and Doncaster. There’s practically ZERO new GBG ticks within 90 minutes of me now, so I’m exploring the local(ish) area. I hadn’t been to Firbeck since that Spring of 2001 when I brought Sis and my (then) brother-in-law up to… Continue reading WALT WHITMAN AND THE FIRBECK BOOK OF KNOWLEDGE

“I Don’t Like Citra” – A TWANG IN KIDDERMINSTER

Right, let’s finish That Worcestershire. Look very closely and you’ll see the splodge covering Kidderminster is a lighter shade of pink (Procul Harum Outtakes, 1969) than the rest; that’s because the Bear & Wolf was the ONLY new GBG entry in this lovely county. That’s the sort of churn that has given us GBG tickers… Continue reading “I Don’t Like Citra” – A TWANG IN KIDDERMINSTER