SITTING ON THE DOCK OF THE BAY (SLIGHT RETURN)

March 2024. Robin Hood’s Bay.

I had to end that last post abruptly as I was getting off a catamaran.

We’ll rejoin the story in Robin Hood’s Bay,

where Mrs RM is irritated by the fact I’ve made her walk down a steep hill,

to a gorgeous pub I’ve just told her doesn’t open till noon.

She takes a poke around.

“There’s a light on upstairs“

And indeed there is. Bar from 11, restaurant from 12, how civilised.

It’s not a classic interior, but we enter to “House of the Rising Sun”, get a cheerily served if  OK Theakston and Wainwright,

and decide it’s worth £2.50 for the view.

I bore Mrs RM (again) by telling her (again) that in Yorkshire Billy Ocean is a legend, and they worship different songs to southerners (who only know “When the going gets tough“).

Another couple cotton on to the earlier than expected opening and take the second best table, Mr Moretti Man singing along to Radio Ga Ga.

“Someone. Still. Loves. Drew“.

Yep. His name is Drew. Should be easy to track down.

A classic seaside tourist pub, and one where a legendary Pub Man spent his honeymoon.

Only one thing against it…

But we all have our crosses to bear..

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Published by retiredmartin

Retired NHS, doing long walks around UK and the world to record the great bits. Focused on Good Beer Guide pubs and live music.

11 thoughts on “SITTING ON THE DOCK OF THE BAY (SLIGHT RETURN)”

  1. Another lovely pub, and a lovely village. It’s just a shame so few are actually living there. That said, the top end of the village seems to be mostly inhabited by locals, and I seem to recall the Grosvenor Hotel does a good live music night once a week.

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      1. It’s aged well – the sticker, that is, but does the ghost of Don Revie haunt the place?

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      2. I thought might be a for a secret cult of people who having finished the Coast to Coast Walk attempt to swim .to Rotterdam in an euphoric state

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