That’s what separates this post from the herd. I find a picturesque pub by the Tamar, and tell you about the guidance on going to the Gents. You expect nothing less from me. This is the Tamar Inn, on the banks of the, er, Tamar. Half an hour on the GWR from Plymouth, a mile… Continue reading SIX STEP INSTRUCTIONS TO USING THE LOO
MITHER IN METHERELL
The homeward leg of the Great Tamar Toddle now, as we leave the comfort and charm of Saltash Services for the narrow lanes leading to Metherell on the edge of the Tamar Valley. I was very keen to bring you some unusual information about Metherell; this is the ENTIRE Wikipedia entry; Metherell is a village in… Continue reading MITHER IN METHERELL
BECAUSE YOU CAN’T GO TO CORNWALL AND NOT DRINK DOOM BAR
Yes, just like visiting the Cotswolds and NOT slagging off Donnington BB, or staying in Burton and NOT downing a gallon of Carling, you MUST sample Doom Bar in its spiritual home. So I did, leaving Mrs RM to her crochet or whatever women do when left to their own devices. Only 14 minutes to… Continue reading BECAUSE YOU CAN’T GO TO CORNWALL AND NOT DRINK DOOM BAR
“Oooh, the lady drinking the beer !”
I ended my session as DES at the White Hart in Chilsworthy on the edge of Dartmoor. Mrs RM is now regretting all those pints as much as I am not having had them now, but at this stage in the season it was all about ticks, ticks, ticks.. Actually, the views as dusk closed… Continue reading “Oooh, the lady drinking the beer !”
NO FAKES IN GUNNISLAKE
There’s a lot of misery about, isn’t there ? Not at the Rising Sun in Gunnislake, there isn’t. One of SEVEN Cornish ticks for me on this trip, just an unspoilt boozer in the tradition of Cwmbran’s Bush or the Brown Bear in Braughing. Views from the hillside Gents (and Ladies) were a bit more… Continue reading NO FAKES IN GUNNISLAKE
BASS AT THE ST. JOHN. WORTH THE WALK
Next up the highlight of the trip, after some bloke called The Wickingman said “Did you have the Bass at St John ?” this Summer. Isolated Cornish pub, Draught Bass stronghold, 2pm opener so wet-led, where has it been all my life. Down tiny lanes you don’t want to drive, that’s where. DO NOT DRIVE… Continue reading BASS AT THE ST. JOHN. WORTH THE WALK
TOP 10 COUNTIES – No.4 – SOUTH YORKSHIRE
South Yorkshire ? Just Sheffield, innit ? Home to great pubs and pub legends drinking Stones out of a can. Sorry, Roger, I know that I foisted that on you. We’ve just admitted to our neighbours that we may be leaving for Sheffield at some point. “Sheffield ? That’s nearly Yorkshire, isn’t it ?” Yes,… Continue reading TOP 10 COUNTIES – No.4 – SOUTH YORKSHIRE
MRS RM’s MYSTERIOUS DREAM REVEALED IN MILBROOK
Well, the Guide has arrived; Baa Baa Toure is about to wonder where Carluke is. My review of the new GBG will need to wait until the official publication date, though since CAMRA members seem reluctant to venture out to pubs they’re almost certainly reluctant to venture out to the Covid hotbed of Waterbeach and… Continue reading MRS RM’s MYSTERIOUS DREAM REVEALED IN MILBROOK
MRS RM TAKES THE CROWN IN KINGSAND
Day 2 of our “Tick Devon and Cornwall While It’s Open Trip“, and a short excursion from the Saltash roundabout Burger King to the posh bit of South-east Cornwall down by The Sound. I know it’s posh. There’s National Trust properties at Mount Edgcumbe and Antony, smuggling villages where people still attempt to drive their… Continue reading MRS RM TAKES THE CROWN IN KINGSAND
“A FINE DAY FOR RETIRED PERSONS” IN BOTUS FLEMING
Mrs RM and I sure know how to live. Two nights in Saltash Travelodge, £29.99 a night, with a FREE game of musical chairs at the Burger King that constituted the entirety of our evening culinary options. I popped across the road to get fancy goods from Waitrose. At the meat counter, a lady concluded… Continue reading “A FINE DAY FOR RETIRED PERSONS” IN BOTUS FLEMING
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