MY GRANDFATHER’S CLOCK IN KOREAN.

A few exciting reports from my mega-ticking excursion to Scotland last week, starting with Piercebridge, which you may remember from last year, or from Roger Protz’s excellent book on the A1 pubs. Piercebridge popped back in my mind as we drove up the (newly re-opened) B6275 towards the Scottish borders on Monday night. Largely because… Continue reading MY GRANDFATHER’S CLOCK IN KOREAN.

IPA THROUGH A STRAW IN “PROPER” HULL

  On the journey up to Hull I was listening to the new Tracey Thorn album on repeat. Despite having proper song structures and intelligible lyrics, it’s my record of the month (a new and shortlived feature, no doubt), with the sort of confessional detail normally only seen on a BRAPA trip to Runcorn. Tracey,… Continue reading IPA THROUGH A STRAW IN “PROPER” HULL