30th January 2023. Three nights in Waterbeach, only one (1) Chung Hwa takeaway, but now time to leave Mum and Dad to enjoy some peace and head off down to Cardiff for the Amber Arcades gig. Mrs RM wanted to come with me but I made her stay in Sheffield while the water meter was… Continue reading “Didn’t this used to be a Brewer’s Fayre ?”
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GASTRO’D BY THE ORWELL BRIDGE
29th January 2023. Before we left for Sheffield I’d have ticked the new East Angular entries in full by the end of October. Now I’m oop North, and with the GBG delayed till October of late, it’ll be February before I can fully pink Suffolk and co. Zero (none, 0) new Suffolk town ticks this… Continue reading GASTRO’D BY THE ORWELL BRIDGE
JANUARY ’23 STOCKTAKE
The contractually obligated January review, which I thought had been a bit of a damp squib until I did the monthly travel map last night; OK, a bit light on the South West and Scotland, wherever that is, but still some decent travel in a month when I spent more time with my parents in… Continue reading JANUARY ’23 STOCKTAKE
POST-EMPTIVES ON THE EDGE OF DOWNHAM MARKET
Having made the effort to get to Denver for a tick, it seemed churlish not to make a first visit for 25 years to the other, non-Guided, village pub. A post-emptive, as we pros call it. Ideally I bring you a host of village highlights as well, but this is Norfolk, so all you get… Continue reading POST-EMPTIVES ON THE EDGE OF DOWNHAM MARKET
TOP JUICE AT DENVER SLUICE
28th January 2023. I’m spending most of my weekends with my parents at the moment. Not sure I’m any use, but I do collect the Chinese takeaway from Chung Hwa. So, not a lot of new GBG ticks, but the Blackstone Bar at Denver Windmill is an unexpected gem half an hour up the rail… Continue reading TOP JUICE AT DENVER SLUICE
ON THE BUSES TO OUTER BRADFORD
26th January 2023. I only just made the bus back from Eccleshill back into town to catch the next bus out to the Watchmaker’s in the west, but in their defence First Bradford or whatever they’re called are nice buses and it’s not their fault I always cock up by putting the bar code on… Continue reading ON THE BUSES TO OUTER BRADFORD
THE FOUR CANDLES JOKE FALLS FLAT IN THE GREEDY PIG
26th January 2023. I left the Royal Oak at 15:58 and walked the 34 yards (approx) to my first new Bradford GBG tick of the afternoon. If the Greedy Pig had still been closed (the owner was furiously hoovering earlier having just got back from Spain) I’d have been moderately miffed, as I had to… Continue reading THE FOUR CANDLES JOKE FALLS FLAT IN THE GREEDY PIG
FINDING A THRILL IN ECCLESHILL
26th January 2023. I’d have stayed even longer at Bradford Industrial Museum (an hour is a LONG time for me) but the artisanal cafe was a bit disappointing (a coffee machine with paper cups) and they wasn’t a section on brewing and pubs, just that Babycham exhibit. So I walked back towards the Greedy Pig,… Continue reading FINDING A THRILL IN ECCLESHILL
BRADFORD INDUSTRIAL MUSEUM
No, it’s not an ironically named indie band from Chipping Camden, booked to play at Latitude (is it ?). 26th January 2023. If I’m forced to spend more than a day at home for legal or family reasons I get really restless, and having been in Sheffield more nights in January already than the whole… Continue reading BRADFORD INDUSTRIAL MUSEUM
CRYSTAL CLEAR
25th January 2023. My eldest lad lives mere yards from one of the UK’s best pubs. I reckon he could get to the Blake Hotel in a minute from his front door; another five would see him inside the Blind Monkey. If I couldn’t say the same myself, in reverse, I’d be jealous of him.… Continue reading CRYSTAL CLEAR