25th December 2022.
Sadly, there is no photographic evidence of Mrs RM’s roast lunch that day, but I did take some photos from our epic 9 minute journey from the Blind Monkey to the foot of Blake Street and back up to the Blake Hotel.
No. We weren’t dressed in Santa outfits. Or as Oliver Cromwell.
This is the view once you’ve huffed and puffed your way up the hill;
And this was the view inside at about 3.15 pm.
The pub was packed with locals, the beer was great, but all I can tell you is that Mrs RM had mulled wine. In the Blake. And no crisps this year.
Get that holly out the way.