“How are you supposed to find out opening times, then ?” – The Lemon Posset on the door issue.

So many pubs to tell you about and I’m only “dropping” (ugh) one post a day, basically the Kate Bush of blogging when I should be the Van Morrison. Or something. Last Friday our second “near Workington” tick was in the flat farmland of Tallantire, somewhere I guarantee you will NEVER go. Mrs RM has… Continue reading “How are you supposed to find out opening times, then ?” – The Lemon Posset on the door issue.

CRISP NIGHT AT THE COCKERMOUTH COMMUNITY PUB

The drive from tourist Lake District through Ambleside and Keswick and Bassenthwaite Lake to Workington, the jewel of the west. “Jewel” as in Jewel Kilcher, faded beauty from Payson, Utah, of course. I think it fairest to say Mrs RM “tolerated” this trip to Workie on the basis that I could clear the two later… Continue reading CRISP NIGHT AT THE COCKERMOUTH COMMUNITY PUB