July 2025. Spurn Head. Back in 2019 I wrote about the need for Hull CAMRA to get a move on and re-open the Dolphin, just off Spurn Head’s western edge. Six years on, no progress. Still, let’s blame COVID and Corbyn, eh ? With the threatened deluge nowhere in sight, I set off for Spurn… Continue reading The tide is high but I’m holding on (to my Spurn tick)
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EAST YORKSHIRE HAS FALLEN (INTO THE SEA ?)
July 2025. Kilnsea. East Yorkshire. No big achievement to complete East Yorkshire (Humberside to you and me), only ever half a dozen new entries, but this year our final tick takes us back to one of the remote entries, an hour east of Hull past wheat fields, campsites, bikers and stalls selling soft fruit at… Continue reading EAST YORKSHIRE HAS FALLEN (INTO THE SEA ?)
POSH MACC
July 2025, Macclesfield. It wasn’t even 5pm and Mrs RM was already winding down the pub crawl round Macclesfield. Unlike some folk I could name, she hadn’t started at 9am, either. Shamefully, she was about to call an Uber, an Uber !, to take her us back to Sutton Hall, but only once she’d seen… Continue reading POSH MACC
CASK BEATS THE HEATWAVE IN MACC’S REDWILLOW
July 2025. Macclesfield. An overnighter in Sutton Hall just south of Macclesfield, where the rain stopped for only the second time since 1988. The walk into town along the canal towpath was pleasant, and gave Mrs RM welcome respite from those Sheffield hills. The problem was the pubs, far too many of them, and it… Continue reading CASK BEATS THE HEATWAVE IN MACC’S REDWILLOW
TICKING ON THE MACCLESFIELD CANAL
July 2025. Gurnett. Macclesfield. “Gurnett ? Never heard of it“. Neither had I before the new GBG introduced Ye Olde King’s Head to the world. I’d fancied coming here on the Old Codgers Macclesfield Meander last month, with it just a mile south along the canal, but the company from the Two Mudge(i)es and Frome… Continue reading TICKING ON THE MACCLESFIELD CANAL
IN DEFENCE OF BRUNNING AND PRICE. SUTTON HALL, MACCLESFIELD
July 2025. Sutton. Macclesfield. Back from Glasgow, I actually spent a whole day at home in Sheffield, successfully ignoring domestic duties, before sanity kicked in and we set off in the campervan. Mrs RM fancied a night in the Peak District; Macclesfield Forest was close enough, and Sutton Hall would let us park up overnight… Continue reading IN DEFENCE OF BRUNNING AND PRICE. SUTTON HALL, MACCLESFIELD
Could YOU walk past the Laurieston ?
July 2025. Glasgow. Back at Glasgow Central from edgy but exciting East Kilbride I had a couple of hours till my £66 return to Sheffield, sadly not long enough to attempt a visit to Carluke’s craft bars but time aplenty to walk across the Clyde for a curry. That area southside down to Hampden Park… Continue reading Could YOU walk past the Laurieston ?
HAPPY WHEN IT RAINS. CHEERY CASK IN EAST KILBRIDE
July 2025. East Kilbride. One night in Glasgow, enough to actually complete a Scottish GBG chapter for the first time since ’22. And what better place to finish a Guide “county” than in an, ahem, unheralded New Town (see also : Harlow) in the rain. Having left Sheffield in a heatwave I’d arrived in Glasgow… Continue reading HAPPY WHEN IT RAINS. CHEERY CASK IN EAST KILBRIDE
YOUR CUT-OUT-AND-KEEP TO CLYDEBANK, A TITAN ON THE CLYDE
July 2025. Clydebank. This is the blog that aims to get you to cancel your holiday in the Canaries or Cambridge, and instead to Coatbridge and Clydebank. It may be the only blog with that aim. It wasn’t just nervousness about leaving curry stains on Duncan and Rikke’s tartan carpet that sold that Clydebank (actually… Continue reading YOUR CUT-OUT-AND-KEEP TO CLYDEBANK, A TITAN ON THE CLYDE
HOT AND SPICY CLYDEBANK
July 2025. Clydebank. Lucy Dacus walked off stage at Glasgow Barrowlands at half ten and I sprinted back to the station, again resisting the lure of the Gallowgate Shawarma scene. Why (oh why) can you never find the entrance to Glasgow Central when you’re in a rush ? Just catching the 22:52 in the direction… Continue reading HOT AND SPICY CLYDEBANK
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