You’ll remember this table. Mrs RM putting her score for Burton Bridge onto Untappd, I guess. Should have paid more attention to the bag under her feet. Yes, that’s her posh fold-up winter coat (useful this last week) which we finally traced back to the Bird in Hand after numerous phone calls and a forensic… Continue reading The mystery table explained
Author: retiredmartin
CONTENTIOUS PRE-EMPTIVE TICKS IN DARTON
“Shall we find a beer garden” said Mrs RM, after our exhausting 2 hours exploring Damien Hirst and sharing a Toblerone ice cream at the Scuplture Park Cafe, which in itself was an art piece. No new GBG ticks for about 137 miles, of course, but do I spot a potential pre-emptive in delightful Darton,… Continue reading CONTENTIOUS PRE-EMPTIVE TICKS IN DARTON
A DIVERSION IN YORKSHIRE SCULPTURE PARK
WARNING : no pubs, but Damian Hirst. This was the day that Mrs RM was going to drive me round some tricky ticks (is there an artist called Tricky Ticks ?) in Lancashire. We never made it past Wakefield. Yes, a horse on the motorway meant 3 flashing red crosses just before Junction 39 and… Continue reading A DIVERSION IN YORKSHIRE SCULPTURE PARK
POTTERING ABOUT
I met Citra legend Mick last night and he confessed under torture (an attempt to get him to drink Doom Bar) that he doesn’t read ALL my posts. So that’s him out of my 2021 Awards issue, then. That Crilley fella will walk it. Here’s another post, mopping up the Newcastle-under-Lyme pics. I wanted to… Continue reading POTTERING ABOUT
MELLARDS, M’DUCK
This post features one of those great “Woman drinks pint of murk” shots that you come here for. All women should automatically be served pints in pubs to destroy the patriarchy or summat. This is Mellards, my FINAL (last) Staffs tick for the year. An easy year for me in Staffs with just half a… Continue reading MELLARDS, M’DUCK
CHEADLE (NOT THE CHESHIRE ONE, THANKFULLY)
Nothing wrong with Cheadle, Cheshire/G.Manc, of course, it’s almost Stockport. But it lacks the, er, earthiness of the mysterious town in the Staffordshire Moorlands enjoying its first Beer Guide entry for a decade (stat fans). This Cheadle is a workmanlike old mining town whose economy rests on the JCB factory and presumably the need to… Continue reading CHEADLE (NOT THE CHESHIRE ONE, THANKFULLY)
YOUR BEST BET FOR A PINT OF BASS AFTER A DAY AT ALTON TOWERS
Back to the travels, as I tackle the area popularly known as “Posh Stoke”. It’s nearly a decade since I last nearly lost the contents of my stomach (possibly a Balti in Leek the night before) on a ride at Alton Towers called the Veloctitraptor or something. The one that just drops to earth at… Continue reading YOUR BEST BET FOR A PINT OF BASS AFTER A DAY AT ALTON TOWERS
A SEARCH FOR SUPPABLE BEER IN SOUTHBOROUGH
Loads of posts from (checks notes) Alton Towers, Wigan, Darwen, Bodfari, Cambridge, Bridport and Tonbridge to come, but here’s one from this very night, while I remember. All the relevant points of interest there, including Pashmina Pauline Mansions (there’s a new GBG pub in Maidstone, must go). I’ve mentioned Southborough’s Imperial (the ONLY real pub… Continue reading A SEARCH FOR SUPPABLE BEER IN SOUTHBOROUGH
BEER, PIZZA AND FOOTBALL. MANCHESTER IS BACK.
Yes, I know Manchester never went away, but with the return of gigs and goals and gose (never had a gose in Manc but I should), the city is buzzing again. The run-down Victorian buildings never looked so good. And Matt and Emma have moved even closer to Piccadilly, which means if I ever miss… Continue reading BEER, PIZZA AND FOOTBALL. MANCHESTER IS BACK.
RICHMOND – PORK PIES AND BIKERS
Not quite back home, this post comes to you courtesy of my Kentish in-laws internet, as I attempt to catch up with a blog backlog bigger than Bob Dylan’s back catalogue. Not quite as big as Bob’s back pages, but I’d accumulated a fair collection of notes from the last week of August’s trips which… Continue reading RICHMOND – PORK PIES AND BIKERS