4th January 2020 You left me in the Hull Ibis, oddly without a Chinese takeaway as I’d had the nacho chips (without burnt ends) in the Atom Tap. Reader Dave “US” Southworth has let me know he can’t comment on the blog. If you’re struggling too, let me know in the comments section below. I… Continue reading OVER THE HUMBER
Category: Uncategorized
A HULL OF A TIME
3rd January 2020 The big news first. Those twins from Love Island, a show about people who like visiting countries surrounded by water, are from our village ! They came to James’ birthday party once ! Media enquiries to Mrs RM. Enough of the humping, back to the Humber and you’ll see I succumbed at… Continue reading A HULL OF A TIME
HEAVEN AND HULL
3rd January 2020 You left me at Hull Marina, where the side streets provide the most generous free parking in any major UK city. NEVER pay to park, folks. Hull is becoming really difficult to produce new blog titles for. You’ve already had “To Hull And Back Again”, “London 0 (great pubs) Hull 4” and… Continue reading HEAVEN AND HULL
COTTINGHAM WANTS ME FOR A SUNBEAM
3rd January 2020 Last stop before the train returns to civilisation is Cottingham, providing a first new GBG entry in what seems like a century but is probably two years. Cottingham, not to be confused with the village next to me where I lerned to rite, can best be summed up in two words. David… Continue reading COTTINGHAM WANTS ME FOR A SUNBEAM
PUB SIGNS IN OLD BRIDLINGTON
3rd January 2020 The East Yorkshire ticking weekend took a familiar path. Park up in Hull, check-in (Ibis this time), admire the city but bemoan the lack of a Tim Horton’s, catch train to Bridlington and do pubs on way back in. A year ago I didn’t even know Bridlington had an Old Town; perhaps… Continue reading PUB SIGNS IN OLD BRIDLINGTON
POCKLINGTON MICRO DRAMA
3rd January 2020 Yes, a whole two days into the new decade (don’t start) and I was tickless. “It’s a long way to tickerary” as the old song goes. January is a treacherous month for GBG tickers, for 3 reasons; Man flu is inevitable Snow and ice makes travel beyond the end of the drive… Continue reading POCKLINGTON MICRO DRAMA
NEW YEAR’S EVE IN FOLKESTONE
31st December 2019 Always great to end the year in Kent, not that I’ve ever done it before. I nearly jumped on the Eurotunnel when I reached Folkestone but just in time realised it was going to France. Two (2) new pubs for me in the ‘tone, as the kidz probably call it. Last time… Continue reading NEW YEAR’S EVE IN FOLKESTONE
ANTHONY H. WILSON
29th December 2019 “How you feeling ?” said Mrs RM, on Sunday Morning. “Fine“. I wasn’t. Actually, “How you feeling ?” means “get me a coffee, now“. At least the Premier Inn in Fox Street is quiet. One of the reasons for staying in central Preston was to see if gets “lively” at night. Despite… Continue reading ANTHONY H. WILSON
A FAIL ON FYLDE
28th December 2019 (still) The night was going badly. I’d planned on a couple of quick ticks in Lytham and Kirkham, with Blackpool failing to come up with its regulation £2 a pint nightclub called “Daft Derek’s” this GBG year. Sadly (perhaps), an early Green Devil, and unadvisable but rather brilliant three pints in Taps… Continue reading A FAIL ON FYLDE
LYTHAM (BUT NO SAINTS)
28th December 2019 Now that Simon has gone woke I have to up my game and avoid any blog titles that might get folk offended on behalf of other folk. But rest assured Mrs RM has the rights to “A Dizzy Blonde in Lytham” and if she ever finds a spare afternoon will incorporate it… Continue reading LYTHAM (BUT NO SAINTS)
retiredmartin 