Day 3 of the Channel Islands Tickathon, and the key marginal target of Alderney. Dangerously close to France, which I remind you has ZERO GBG entries, unless Duncan has found some on his trip. 2,019 souls (aka ‘two thousand alcoholics, clinging to a rock‘), mostly living on the main road that winds through St Anne… Continue reading BREAKFAST ON ALDERNEY – BLONDE HEDGEHOGS AND RABBITS
Author: retiredmartin
AFTER THE DARKEST NIGHT….COMES THE 06:25 FLIGHT TO ALDERNEY
In 2014 I’d taken the little 19 seat Dornier plane from Guernsey to Alderney , to tick off a GBG pub (Moorings) AND an island, making sure I did the other cask pubs so I’d never have to go back. And then Alderney CAMRA found another one, so I had to go back. At great… Continue reading AFTER THE DARKEST NIGHT….COMES THE 06:25 FLIGHT TO ALDERNEY
CONFIRMING THE LACK OF DRAUGHT BASS ON JERSEY
Day 2 (still) of the Channel Island Collection, and I used the three hours (should have been 90 minutes but the boat was delayed due to stuff) till the ferry to Guernsey for some public service, confirming to The Wickingman that Jersey is Bass free, despite what What Pub might tell you. Who knows, that… Continue reading CONFIRMING THE LACK OF DRAUGHT BASS ON JERSEY
LIBERATED
Day 2 of the Channel Islands Chug, the moving day, and I bravely asked Mrs RM if she fancied walking the five (5) miles back to St Helier from Brelade Bay. To her eternal credit, and possible regret, she agreed. It’s a gorgeous walk through minor routes to St Aubin, the Sandbanks of the, er,… Continue reading LIBERATED
BASS MIRRORS IN ST BRELADE’S BAY
With 8 hours to kill until our ferry to Guernsey on Day 2 of the Channel Islands Chug I picked a trip to the edge of St Brelade’s Bay on Jersey’s upmarket west coast. At the end of May Jersey’s buses were heaving, packed with floppy-haired French families from Brittany saving about 4 euros a… Continue reading BASS MIRRORS IN ST BRELADE’S BAY
PUB TICKER MASCOTS ON THE ST HELIER DOCK
Day 2 of the Great Channel Islands Completion started with an “adequate” breakfast in the Thalatta Guest House, the sort that reads “Orange Juice OR grapefruit juice OR apple juice” and uses thimble glasses. “OR” is the most disappointing word in the English language. Nice dining room, mind; We’d only landed in Jersey the previous… Continue reading PUB TICKER MASCOTS ON THE ST HELIER DOCK
ST HELIER’S PEIRSON – SLIGHTLY WORN, STILL WONDERFUL
One more pub in St Helier, because it looked so gorgeous at 8:30 pm and the alternative was a curry and Mrs RM was eating light or something. And there’s no calories in beer if you blog about it. Ah, the Peirson. Did that in 1999, not in the GBG any longer, perfect. A bit… Continue reading ST HELIER’S PEIRSON – SLIGHTLY WORN, STILL WONDERFUL
LUCKY DIPA !
I like St. Helier. Frankly, I like everywhere apart from M********d, and I suspect that feeling’s mutual. It’s not overly posh, but it is graceful, the art is intriguing, the toilets have nice handwash, and the centre is mostly pedestrianised, with some evidence of urban living around squares like the one at the top of… Continue reading LUCKY DIPA !
ST HELIER’S FIRST “MICROPUB”
I’d managed to tick three (3) of the four (4) GBG pubs I needed on Jersey within two hours of landing, which is the perfect way to begin a run ticking chase. No idea what Mrs RM had been doing in the meantime in St Helier, but I caught up with her just as M… Continue reading ST HELIER’S FIRST “MICROPUB”
RESIGNED TO THATCHERS ORANGE AT THE TRAFALGAR
A great start to the 2022 Channel Islands Completion Circuit with a posh pub and a not-so-posh pub, but it went awry, as so often, in St Aubin, patron of resistance to pirate attacks. I could have walked to the Trafalgar (1:13 hrs), but then I’d have kept Mrs RM waiting at St Helier M… Continue reading RESIGNED TO THATCHERS ORANGE AT THE TRAFALGAR