July 2023. Liverpool. “Meet you at the Thomas Rigby in 20 minutes” I told Mrs RM as the train passed Bootle. Half an hour later I was queueing for a pint of Okells at the bar, with Mrs RM nowhere to be seen. Well, it was 197 feet from the Z hotel to the pub.… Continue reading PHIL COLLINS NIGHT AT THE THOMAS RIGBY
BRAMLEY MOORE
July 2023. Liverpool. I’m easing myself back into blogging so excuse these short posts. My latest excuse, after major surgery and a night in Fanny’s Croft, is a lack of internet not solved by switching-off-and-on-again. Summat to do with metering, I find out. I’d left the Tin Shed in Formby with plans to head off… Continue reading BRAMLEY MOORE
FITNESS ADVICE FOR THE OVER-FIFTIES IN FORMBY
July 2023. Formby, Merseyside. This post is brought to you from Fanny’s Croft car park. Well, Liverpool looked gorgeous on Monday night, as good as I’ve seen it. It’s amazing what a bit of blue sky can do for a place. Goodness knows what I was doing in a nondescript Spoons when I could have… Continue reading FITNESS ADVICE FOR THE OVER-FIFTIES IN FORMBY
A Wetherspoons in the Beer Guide in Liverpool ? ANOTHER one ?
July 2023. Liverpool. Not a lot to say about the second new Beer Guide pub in central Liverpool, 57 seconds read at most, I reckon. 57 seconds is enough to get from the Denbigh Castle to the Captain Alexander, IF you don’t stop to take photos on the way, and wait for the Red man… Continue reading A Wetherspoons in the Beer Guide in Liverpool ? ANOTHER one ?
IN LIVERPOOL
All these trips to Merseyside over the years and I never thought to use Suzanne’s classic (and it is). “If you lie on the groundIn somebody’s armsYou’ll probably swallow some of their history” Suzanne Vega, “In Liverpool”. Perhaps no town outside of New Mills has inspired such great music over the years. Having just returned… Continue reading IN LIVERPOOL
MILL ROAD, OVER THE BRIDGE
July 2023. Cambridge. Reference to “Barbie” yesterday has no doubt had you wondering, “Has Retired Martin been to see Barbie yet ?“. Interestingly, ONE of our family has seen it. And Oppenheimer, which I reckon is the same length as a BRAPA blog but with fewer toothless drunks. Matt went to watch the one about… Continue reading MILL ROAD, OVER THE BRIDGE
FRED, BUT NOT PAUL AND BARRY
July 2023. Maltby. Matthew joined us on our latest trip south to check on Mum and Dad, and we opted for a posh breakfast in Maltby’s Spoons. The journey south takes 2:20 hours now the A1 barrier repairs at Stamford are complete, which is a shorter trip than Waterbeach to Cromer in Summer. It’s generally… Continue reading FRED, BUT NOT PAUL AND BARRY
SHAKELINES
July 2023. Sheffield. More of that modern music you folk love as we plough on through Kelham Island on Friday night in search of the next Arctic Monkeys Airport Dad. Always interesting to see the gentrification of Kelham, where we noted a rather more upmarket crowd in the wine bars and Sardinian restaurants than you… Continue reading SHAKELINES
AIRPORT….DAD !
July 2023. Hillsborough, Sheffield. Last weekend the rain arrived, but the M.O.R. crowd at Tramlines lapped it up (literally), dancing along in their designer wellies to middle-aged indie pap*. “Embracing” ? Who says “embracing” in 2023 ? We were escaping Sheffield on Saturday morning, but popped along to the Fringe on Friday night. Virtually every… Continue reading AIRPORT….DAD !
THE MECCIE RIVIERA
July 2023. Swinton and Mexborough. Planning your pub visits is as much a joy for the ticker as the beer and the banter, especially when it suddenly hits you on your exploration of the keg wastelands of Yorkshire’s former mining towns that you could do Mexborough from Swinton and save yourself a separate trip. An… Continue reading THE MECCIE RIVIERA
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