MORE OF THAT DRINKING AT HOME LARK

It’s Fred’s fault. “Please go to Papworth Brewery and its environs tomorrow, and then compose a picto-blog about it.” OK, Fred. (Now you’re a yaga yaga).   I’d only been to Earith a year ago, one of our motorhome’s last excursions before Mrs RM replaced it with a sleeker model, a principle I hope she… Continue reading MORE OF THAT DRINKING AT HOME LARK

BRADFORD PARK AVENUE – CULTURE, (FIGHTING) COCK & CURRY

In 1971 George Harrison took time out from plagiarising “He’s So Fine” to organise the Concert for “Bangla Desh” and force a lazy Dylan back to the stage. A great effort, only partly scuppered by US tax rules. But George was a whole year behind Bradford (Park Avenue)’s admittedly smaller scale fundraising effort; Particularly impressive… Continue reading BRADFORD PARK AVENUE – CULTURE, (FIGHTING) COCK & CURRY

WILLINGHAM – ALL FEN, NO EDGE

Today’s socially distanced walk (I was passed by one wobbly cyclist in 90 minutes) comes from Willingham, the village that makes Waterbeach look sophisticated. You’ll have a complete set of posts on the Fen Edge villages to cut-out-and-keep soon.  Willingham is definitely more Fen than edge, even though it does have the micropub with cans… Continue reading WILLINGHAM – ALL FEN, NO EDGE