Used that one in New York in 2019, so can use it in Cumbria under the 3 year (re-use of blog titles) rule. The last day of Cumbrian ticking started, as all things must, with a loo stop in lovely Penrith Spoons. Despite a scarcity of accommodation in Penrith, both the Dog Beck and the… Continue reading LOOK, THERE’S THE CARLISLE
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“A BETTER CLASS OF INSULT” IN THE EDEN VALLEY
The Cumbrian Completion Caper moved on from Great Asby up the Eden Valley towards an overnight campervan stop in Penrith. But not before confirming that the White Horse in Kings Meaburn is closed (despite what the GBG app tells you) and being gutted. Whether it will rise again in time to require my visit before… Continue reading “A BETTER CLASS OF INSULT” IN THE EDEN VALLEY
SOMEWHERE IN EAST CUMBRIA, FOLK ACT ODD
I first finished all the entries in Bedfordshire in 1999 (the famous “rubbish” edition); helped I lived 3 miles from the county border. It’s taken me near 30 years to complete Cumbria, mainly because I couldn’t be bothered. So many of the entries aren’t in the Lakes, they’re in remote little farming villages you’ve never… Continue reading SOMEWHERE IN EAST CUMBRIA, FOLK ACT ODD
KENDAL KRAFT & KEG
Mrs RM had left me to my own devices like a waylaid Pet Shop Boy; she headed in search of coffee while I did the Kendal craft ticks. Visitors to town will find a pleasing contrast between modern beer and snuff bars, and traditional cobbled streets leading to (checks notes) The Famous 1657 Chocolate House.… Continue reading KENDAL KRAFT & KEG
ROLL IN THE BARREL
Last year I spent a fortune on a train to Kendal (all the hotels cost over £100) and was dismayed to find NONE (zero) open at 2pm on a Tuesday. Not the fault of the wonderful Caroline at local CAMRA who had kept WhatPub details better than the pubs do themselves, but just unexpected. But… Continue reading ROLL IN THE BARREL
THE RING O’ BELLS RINGS AGAIN
Lancashire completed, Mrs RM pressed on to complete Cumbria, following up a 1-0 v Watford with an 8-0 at Arsenal in footballing parlance. As we both approach middle-age the biggest threat to “completion” may well be the lack of toilet facilities, so thank goodness for unassuming boozers built on consecrated ground right next to the… Continue reading THE RING O’ BELLS RINGS AGAIN
LANCASHIRE HAS FALLEN
Mrs RM is determined to see me finish the GBG this year, so I can do something useful like sort the garden out. She can dream. I’d been putting my last Lancashire tick in Heysham off, hoping to do the Bookmakers before a 2:15 am sailing to the Isle of Man. But Mrs RM HATES… Continue reading LANCASHIRE HAS FALLEN
A VIEW TO THE KREMLIN FROM LEEDS IRISH CENTRE
19th May, I think. Catching up a bit. I caught up with Kentish Paul at the Sheffield Tap and while he probably drunk 12% Imperial Stouts I had a radler. Aren’t radlers the new “thing” now that the mild craze is over. I’d had my lot for the day, which was a shame as I… Continue reading A VIEW TO THE KREMLIN FROM LEEDS IRISH CENTRE
BACK IN THE BATH
Kentish Paul had done the Kelham Klassics, and taken the photo of the best exterior, so I left him in Will’s capable hands to visit the Wellington while I was dressing up for a gig in Leeds that night. Sadly, all photos of me in my “dressing up” state were destroyed in the Great Purge.… Continue reading BACK IN THE BATH
THE LAST PALE RIDER ?
19 May 2022. Was this my last pint of Kelham Island ? Kentish Paul was our visitor, his first trip since Stones Bitter was trendy, and Will and I made sure he stuck RIGIDLY to the approved Sheffield beer route (possibly the same one as Messrs Protz, Everitt and Coldwell way back). I feel a… Continue reading THE LAST PALE RIDER ?
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