One last push to “do” Belfast before the ferry back to Scouseland that evening. From McHugh’s we walked to the top of shiny Victoria Square shopping centre for the best views of Primark, then enjoyed an emotional reunion with Mrs RM and Emma who jumped off the tourist bus at Tim Horton, making our coffee… Continue reading “Please Do NOT Ask For Tasters (or Bass)” – HOW TO SURVIVE BITTLES BAR
TITANIC
“Daddy, make the man stop doing posts about Northern Ireland”. Nearly there. In fact, Sunday was our last morning before a trick overnight crossing home. A chance to say “Bye” to the Bangor swan boats, and head into Belfast for some “actual” tourism. Mrs RM and Emma did the Crumlin Road Jail and the Falls… Continue reading TITANIC
THE EUROVISION POST. ONLY A MONTH LATE.
Yes, a month ago we were roaming the streets of Belfast on Eurovision night, an evening where the party city comes into its own. Could England’s best entry for 25 years actually ensure a play-off against North Macedonia in the Nations League ? (sorry, I don’t understand the promotion/relegation system). Emma had picked Maverick (no… Continue reading THE EUROVISION POST. ONLY A MONTH LATE.
21 TODAY – HAPPY BIRTHDAY MATTHEW
One of the bonuses of having a blog is that you can use it to save £2 on a birthday card for your youngest son who turns 21 today (and starts a new job at Helvete on Chester St M1). Just for you, some pics of Matt looking angelic in Morocco, focused in Waterbeach, playful… Continue reading 21 TODAY – HAPPY BIRTHDAY MATTHEW
KELLY’S CELLARS – BEST GUINNESS IN BELFAST ?
Mrs RM took me on a short tour of Belfast’s Primark and the Liverpool FC club store, which revealed a bustling and modernised town centre with a pleasing amount of cranes. Cranes are a great sign in a city. A year ago she’d stayed yards from Mourne Seafood Bar, sharing its outside area with this… Continue reading KELLY’S CELLARS – BEST GUINNESS IN BELFAST ?
MORE ORNATE LOO STOPS ON THE ORMEAU ROAD
Eurovision night, Belfast. We walked the length of Ormeau Road, wondering why no-one makes graffiti about Plum Porter rather than politics. A mere 20 minutes after leaving the Oak Lounge, one of our number needed another comfort break. Luckily, the Quinno Guide to Belfast told me that the Hatfield House was a large, rambling pub… Continue reading MORE ORNATE LOO STOPS ON THE ORMEAU ROAD
HIDDEN CASK IN THE ERRIGLE’S OAK LOUNGE
Yes, it the approved Retired Martin family loo stop on the Ormeau Road, just across the road from Northern Lights. The Errigle is one of only half a dozen four (4) outlets for your actual cask in Belfast, and is also as good an allrounder as you’ll get. Giant Guinness fonts and tasteful seating in… Continue reading HIDDEN CASK IN THE ERRIGLE’S OAK LOUNGE
A CULTURAL INTERLUDE IN BOTANIC BELFAST
After hogging our prized booth at the Crown we left Matt and Emma to watch the FA Cup Final, a minor tournament for teams that aren’t the Champions of England. I don’t THINK they took the party bike.. Mrs RM and I took a cultural interlude through the University quarter and the Botanic. The museum… Continue reading A CULTURAL INTERLUDE IN BOTANIC BELFAST
THE LAST BOOTH IN THE CROWN LIQUOR SALOON
Obviously, the Crown had opened when I rejoined the (non-existent) queue at 11:45. Grrr. All the booths will either have been taken or reserved (boooo !) by now. No ! I grab the last one, dashing the hopes and dreams of Martha from Michigan and Helmut from Hanover. And they really did look angry as… Continue reading THE LAST BOOTH IN THE CROWN LIQUOR SALOON
In an unexpected turn of events, I take Mrs RM’s advice.
11:35. No sign of movement in the Crown. The gaggle of foreign tourists seemed to be blaming me, who’d been waiting outside the historic entrance for 28 minutes already. “Let’s go in the pub next door while we’re waiting for the pub” said Mrs RM. Robinsons Bar, also known by the more traditional Fibber Magee… Continue reading In an unexpected turn of events, I take Mrs RM’s advice.
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