17th November 2022. Back on the Sussex coast, Mrs RM finally took a break from IT to spend an afternoon had a spare afternoon in Rye. It really is a gem of a place, but how good are the pubs that aren’t called “Ypres Castle” or “Waterworks“, I wondered. But not for long. Mrs RM… Continue reading MERMAID STREET
Month: December 2022
THE ONLY (PREEMPTIVE) TICKING BOY IN NEW CROSS
One more post from London, then I can write about Rye, Castleford and Tromso. An unlikely trio to end November. 16th November 2022. Underground, Overground, Wombling free, I need to be at the Shirker’s Rest by 3, so an hour to kill admiring fades signage, and the wonderful Courage sign on the Amersham Arms. Lest… Continue reading THE ONLY (PREEMPTIVE) TICKING BOY IN NEW CROSS
ON TOWARDS SHADWELL. WHEREVER THAT IS.
16th November 2022. My pre-interview pub crawl continued, from Holborn to Moorgate and the Shadwell. Four new ticks in 90 minutes on foot. #StillGotIt London looked splendid, though there seemed to be a lot less suits on the street, unless the City boys are very casual these days. For probably the first time since 1992,… Continue reading ON TOWARDS SHADWELL. WHEREVER THAT IS.
“In the City there’s a thousand pubs but I only need two”
16th November 2022. A second City pub in quick succession, after silently cursing (“Oh, tasters !”) I couldn’t do the Olde Mitre. Honestly, there was no need for London to erect this statue of me with the Good Beer Guide Completion trophy, something Messi will never hold. I thought I’d have visited the Inn of… Continue reading “In the City there’s a thousand pubs but I only need two”
“When your Spoons charges nearly a fiver a pint, drown your empty selves, for you will have lost the last of England”.
“Talk about your father or father figure in your life” is today’s Word Press prompt for the blogger with writer’s block. But I’ll leave that post on Duncan till I’ve caught up with the blog. Just a reminder; I don’t choose what to write about. This is basically my diary. That said, I’m going to… Continue reading “When your Spoons charges nearly a fiver a pint, drown your empty selves, for you will have lost the last of England”.
A FATAL CONFUSION OF BLACK BOX AND BLACK LACE IN GODMANCHESTER COMRADES CLUB
I may have abandoned Cambridgeshire, but it’s still the first county I look at in the new Good Beer Guide, a bit like I’ll always look to see if Cambridge United have attempted a shot on goal this week (A : No). Three (3) new entries in the GBG this year; the Fen Ditton gastropub… Continue reading A FATAL CONFUSION OF BLACK BOX AND BLACK LACE IN GODMANCHESTER COMRADES CLUB
FEN DRAYTON CHEERS A BELATED GBG ARRIVAL
Blimey. A new Guide entry on the same page of the map as Waterbeach. That’s the first in a while. I was convinced I’d been to the Three Tuns in Fen Drayton before, and I know I have, but in 2018 when I visited the RSPB site it was closed and it’s not on my… Continue reading FEN DRAYTON CHEERS A BELATED GBG ARRIVAL
THE GEORGE IV, SAWBRIDGEWORTH – “THE SORT OF PUB THAT DOESN’T GET IN THE BEER GUIDE ANYMORE”
“Is your life today what you pictured a year ago ?” prompts Word Press this morning. Well, a year ago I was in Sheffield Waitrose, no doubt buying provisions for an arduous journey up north for my birthday (22/12). I can’t say I pictured my life much beyond 57. Sorry, self-reflection isn’t my style. 20… Continue reading THE GEORGE IV, SAWBRIDGEWORTH – “THE SORT OF PUB THAT DOESN’T GET IN THE BEER GUIDE ANYMORE”
TAXI FOR BRAPA (Vol. 376)
Time for one more tonight ? 12th November 2022. The sun shines on the righteous. And the ticker who’s headed for his fourth pub of the day and gets an unexpected lift from Maidstone station. And I assure you, it was pure fate that brought us together in the tight alley leading to Maidstone East… Continue reading TAXI FOR BRAPA (Vol. 376)
DON’T PUT BABY IN THE CORNER (OF THE MAIDSTONE GASTROPUB)
12th November 2022. Mrs RM arranged to meet an old work colleague who’d been left with childminding duties in the fair town of Maidstone. Well, Bearsted, which is probably the posh quarter. Pauline will confirm. Overlooking the attractive green, the White Horse looked dreadful, in a faux Brunning & Price way. AND we had to… Continue reading DON’T PUT BABY IN THE CORNER (OF THE MAIDSTONE GASTROPUB)
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