I ended my session as DES at the White Hart in Chilsworthy on the edge of Dartmoor. Mrs RM is now regretting all those pints as much as I am not having had them now, but at this stage in the season it was all about ticks, ticks, ticks.. Actually, the views as dusk closed… Continue reading “Oooh, the lady drinking the beer !”
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NO FAKES IN GUNNISLAKE
There’s a lot of misery about, isn’t there ? Not at the Rising Sun in Gunnislake, there isn’t. One of SEVEN Cornish ticks for me on this trip, just an unspoilt boozer in the tradition of Cwmbran’s Bush or the Brown Bear in Braughing. Views from the hillside Gents (and Ladies) were a bit more… Continue reading NO FAKES IN GUNNISLAKE
BASS AT THE ST. JOHN. WORTH THE WALK
Next up the highlight of the trip, after some bloke called The Wickingman said “Did you have the Bass at St John ?” this Summer. Isolated Cornish pub, Draught Bass stronghold, 2pm opener so wet-led, where has it been all my life. Down tiny lanes you don’t want to drive, that’s where. DO NOT DRIVE… Continue reading BASS AT THE ST. JOHN. WORTH THE WALK
TOP 10 COUNTIES – No.4 – SOUTH YORKSHIRE
South Yorkshire ? Just Sheffield, innit ? Home to great pubs and pub legends drinking Stones out of a can. Sorry, Roger, I know that I foisted that on you. We’ve just admitted to our neighbours that we may be leaving for Sheffield at some point. “Sheffield ? That’s nearly Yorkshire, isn’t it ?” Yes,… Continue reading TOP 10 COUNTIES – No.4 – SOUTH YORKSHIRE
MRS RM’s MYSTERIOUS DREAM REVEALED IN MILBROOK
Well, the Guide has arrived; Baa Baa Toure is about to wonder where Carluke is. My review of the new GBG will need to wait until the official publication date, though since CAMRA members seem reluctant to venture out to pubs they’re almost certainly reluctant to venture out to the Covid hotbed of Waterbeach and… Continue reading MRS RM’s MYSTERIOUS DREAM REVEALED IN MILBROOK
MRS RM TAKES THE CROWN IN KINGSAND
Day 2 of our “Tick Devon and Cornwall While It’s Open Trip“, and a short excursion from the Saltash roundabout Burger King to the posh bit of South-east Cornwall down by The Sound. I know it’s posh. There’s National Trust properties at Mount Edgcumbe and Antony, smuggling villages where people still attempt to drive their… Continue reading MRS RM TAKES THE CROWN IN KINGSAND
“A FINE DAY FOR RETIRED PERSONS” IN BOTUS FLEMING
Mrs RM and I sure know how to live. Two nights in Saltash Travelodge, £29.99 a night, with a FREE game of musical chairs at the Burger King that constituted the entirety of our evening culinary options. I popped across the road to get fancy goods from Waitrose. At the meat counter, a lady concluded… Continue reading “A FINE DAY FOR RETIRED PERSONS” IN BOTUS FLEMING
LITTLEHEMPSTON, LITTLE GEM
As you’ll know, the sun shines on the righteous, and so it was that the mere presence of Mrs RM* as a passenger (albeit tapping away on I-Phone and smirking at Trump videos) provided a gorgeous Autumnal backdrop to our second stop down in Devon. This lovely spot is Littlehempton, a mile north of terrible… Continue reading LITTLEHEMPSTON, LITTLE GEM
A DASH TO ASHBURTON
I’m on the road again. After dropping James in Letchworth for his driving lessons (which have cost more than I spend on Doom Bar), Mrs RM and I headed west (or is it east) for a last spell of pubbing before the plague closes us all down again. The A303, formerly “The Stonehenge Way” is… Continue reading A DASH TO ASHBURTON
TALES OF NICKED LUNCHES BY THE CAMBRIDGE SIDINGS
Speed blogging, as I’ve only got 29:57 minutes of free WiFi at our Saltash Travelodge. Just enough for these two Cambridge posts. You know how much we love homebrew made in a shed down railway sidings, but Calverley’s make magic beer; one of the blokes used to work for Batham’s. They’ve been spending the summer… Continue reading TALES OF NICKED LUNCHES BY THE CAMBRIDGE SIDINGS