IN DEFENCE OF BRUNNING AND PRICE. SUTTON HALL, MACCLESFIELD

July 2025. Sutton. Macclesfield. Back from Glasgow, I actually spent a whole day at home in Sheffield, successfully ignoring domestic duties, before sanity kicked in and we set off in the campervan. Mrs RM fancied a night in the Peak District; Macclesfield Forest was close enough, and Sutton Hall would let us park up overnight… Continue reading IN DEFENCE OF BRUNNING AND PRICE. SUTTON HALL, MACCLESFIELD

HAPPY WHEN IT RAINS. CHEERY CASK IN EAST KILBRIDE

July 2025. East Kilbride. One night in Glasgow, enough to actually complete a Scottish GBG chapter for the first time since ’22. And what better place to finish a Guide “county” than in an, ahem, unheralded New Town (see also : Harlow) in the rain. Having left Sheffield in a heatwave I’d arrived in Glasgow… Continue reading HAPPY WHEN IT RAINS. CHEERY CASK IN EAST KILBRIDE

YOUR CUT-OUT-AND-KEEP TO CLYDEBANK, A TITAN ON THE CLYDE

July 2025. Clydebank. This is the blog that aims to get you to cancel your holiday in the Canaries or Cambridge, and instead to Coatbridge and Clydebank. It may be the only blog with that aim. It wasn’t just nervousness about leaving curry stains on Duncan and Rikke’s tartan carpet that sold that Clydebank (actually… Continue reading YOUR CUT-OUT-AND-KEEP TO CLYDEBANK, A TITAN ON THE CLYDE

THAT FATAL PINT OF TENNENT’S. LUCY DACUS AT GLASGOW BARROWLANDS

July 2025. Glasgow. A dash back from Koelschip to the Central Station, the Glasgow rain obediently holding off. Then 20 minutes brisk walk along Argyle Street and Gallowgate to my gig; I might just make the support act. But only if I don’t stop to take photos of Scottish legends. That’s Mel Gibson*, preparing to… Continue reading THAT FATAL PINT OF TENNENT’S. LUCY DACUS AT GLASGOW BARROWLANDS