retiredmartin

May 2024. Ludlow.

Well, we’d spent zero pounds on our overnight accommodation in one of England’s picture book towns and with the last Salopian GBG tick out of the way we were going to get full value for that investment.

I know you want to see the Wacky Shark shop,

and the Dodgems being set up for the Bank Holiday weekend,

but you’ll have to make do with the black and white timber,

and a castle that they STILL haven’t restored to its 1646 state despite on-line petitions, which puts the Crooked House into context.

It was drizzling maddeningly; it was raining last time here (2019), and visitors don’t like getting their pashminas wet so the streets were bare.

But the pubs were busy enough, and if Ludlow’s star (built on posh restaurants) has waned a little over the decade then it still felt a great place to wander aimlessly, like Rye or Stamford.

Mrs RM has said she “doesn’t just want to go in pubs“, but frankly once you’ve got the Instagram shots of the timber and stone what is there to do ?

Oooh, what’s through there ?

A pleasing looking pub that Stafford Paul drank M & B mild in years back, apparently.

Marston’s now, and it certainly called out to me, but we pressed on over the Teme to a GBG perennial I hadn’t been in for 20 years.