MATLOCK SPOONS PERSISTS WITH THE OLD-SCHOOL COFFEE MACHINE

  I knew we should have gone in Matlock‘s Spoons when we walked past last year on a glorious Summer day. Perhaps we did go in.  Google maps might know. But Matlock is always worth a return trip, even if the M&S Food Hall makes you unreasonably irate by not recognising anything as part of… Continue reading MATLOCK SPOONS PERSISTS WITH THE OLD-SCHOOL COFFEE MACHINE

YOU CAN’T HURRY KELSO

You left us in Rutherfords, contemplating whether to start a game of skittles and just work through the beers/gins. But drinking on an empty stomach remains a daft notion, even in Scotland, and we set off over the cobbles for Cobbles. Or “Cobbles Freehouse & Dining“, just to emphasise that we were going to get… Continue reading YOU CAN’T HURRY KELSO

A SENSIBLE NIGHT IN KELSO ALWAYS AVOIDS TREPANNING AFTER GIN

  Don’t oversell your blog posts, folks. Last 3 things said by @christinet50 "More gin""The spoons won't reach""Phil Collins"Going to be a good blog from #Kelso pic.twitter.com/Q6PwFQqK2K — Martin Taylor (@NHS_Martin) February 18, 2018 Unless you’ve got something really important to say like the availability of flat Bass in a proper pub, anyway. One night… Continue reading A SENSIBLE NIGHT IN KELSO ALWAYS AVOIDS TREPANNING AFTER GIN

JARL, AND THE SEARCH FOR A THIRD HEART IN COLDSTREAM

I could have lumped The Castle in with the Besom on the previous post but I find writing more than 500 words tiring as I reach extreme old age.  Even BRAPA is cutting back on those “Moby Dick” length posts these days. Onto the Castle Hotel. Looking at the Google extract now, it’s evident there’s… Continue reading JARL, AND THE SEARCH FOR A THIRD HEART IN COLDSTREAM