November 2024. Gospel Oak. Camden. Just over an hour after catching the first train out of Cambridge I was pulling up outside my first London GBG newbie of the day in mysterious Gospel Oak. On a bad day it can take an hour to drive from Waterbeach to Addenbrookes and find a space in the… Continue reading BASS CLICKBAIT IN GOSPEL OAK
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CAMDEN PUBS SEEN FROM THE NUMBER 46
November 2024. Camden. On Tuesday my attempt to visit Mum in Addenbrookes was thwarted at the front door. 3 days of ward quarantine meant I could only speak to Mum via the phone. Time for a break. At 13:44 I was standing at Cambridge station. At 14:44 I was on board a bus headed for… Continue reading CAMDEN PUBS SEEN FROM THE NUMBER 46
“High Hopes Silver Lining”
November 2024. Rye Harbour. Oh. There’s more of Mrs RM tour diary. She clearly dislikes the bus as much as I do, though any journey that gives you blog material like “Glad I’ve got “extra” on my bum” is surely worth the £2 fare. The options back at the harbour aren’t great, just the Sheps… Continue reading “High Hopes Silver Lining”
A RYE PUB CRAWL BY PROXY
November 2024. Rye. While I stay in Waterbeach and dream of crossing the county border, Mrs RM is down in Rye for the month, with proper WiFi and Harvey’s Sussex. Jealous ? Me ? “Do a pub crawl of Rye and send me pics, I can enjoy it by proxy, like my own readers do”, I… Continue reading A RYE PUB CRAWL BY PROXY
GREENE KING IPA IN CAMBRIDGE. IT WAS GOOD. HONEST !
November 2024. Cambridge. A daily trip to Addenbrookes and back is an invitation to explore lesser known Cambridge, and I know some of my readers will be absolutely dying to know what a formulaic suburban Greene King local with modest food trade is like in 2024. Exactly as you’d expect. Bright, clean, dull, cheery. A… Continue reading GREENE KING IPA IN CAMBRIDGE. IT WAS GOOD. HONEST !
BASS IN THE KINGSTON ARMS. THE MORE YOU DRINK, THE BETTER IT GETS
November 2024. Cambridge. After visiting Mum in Addenbrookes, I needed a long, long, chilly walk. Oh, and a pint in the Kingston, one of the Mill Road Run’s yo-yo pubs. Don’t pubs look gorgeous at dusk ? The Kingston only re-opened a year ago, and though the price list isn’t completely accurate, the pub itself… Continue reading BASS IN THE KINGSTON ARMS. THE MORE YOU DRINK, THE BETTER IT GETS
THE BRIGHT SIDE OF THE SUN
November 2024. Waterbeach. On the Wednesday morning, just as I was heading down to Rye to see Mrs RM for the first time in a fortnight, Mum had a fall in the bathroom. No bones broken, but immobile. Fifteen calls and five hours sat in a parked ambulance outside Addenbrookes* later, Mum was in a… Continue reading THE BRIGHT SIDE OF THE SUN
YOUR CUT-OUT-AND-KEEP PUB GUIDE TO CAMBRIDGE NORTH STATION
November 2024. Cambridge. Leaving the Rose & Crown with blog material on a newish pub in the bag and two strong pints in my tummy, I suddenly realised I’d now have to walk all the way back to Waterbeach as dark descended. And there’s no direct buses back from Histon to Waterbeach, despite it’s esteemed… Continue reading YOUR CUT-OUT-AND-KEEP PUB GUIDE TO CAMBRIDGE NORTH STATION
A PINT OF PROMETHEUS AT THE END OF THE ROMAN ROAD TO HISTON.
November 2024. Histon. So far in November, it’s been 20 days in Waterbeach, 2 in Rye with Mrs RM, and a single night in Sheffield, marked laughably as “Home” on my Google map. At least I get to see Dad in his care home in the ‘Beach, and he’d only recently been reminiscing about the… Continue reading A PINT OF PROMETHEUS AT THE END OF THE ROMAN ROAD TO HISTON.
FROM 1066 TO 1698
November 2024. Rye Harbour. We got back from Battle just in time to park up at our caravan in Rye Harbour and catch last food orders at the William the Conqueror. Just as it took me decades to find Hastings and Bridlington Old Towns, so it was 2022 before Mrs RM stumbled on the old… Continue reading FROM 1066 TO 1698
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