Yes, clickbait. There is NO Sam Smiths in Cornwall, even on the west coast beloved by tourists from Rochdale and Bradford. But that’s the mirror that greeted me in the bathroom at the busy looking Hilltop Cafe near Tintagel, which I only mention because they served me a lovely breakfast on the Wednesday morning. My… Continue reading TIPPING IN TINTAGEL
FURY IN QUINTRELL DOWNS
Enough Manchester misery. Here’s some Cornish calamity. And here’s that rolling itinerary I own you; Yes, a mere 8 hours after leaving home, I was parked up for the night in the car park of the Quintrell Inn, enjoying a pint of craft; Five minutes from nauseous Newquay, one stop on the train line, the… Continue reading FURY IN QUINTRELL DOWNS
NO ! , NOT THE JOLLY ANGLER
I drove straight home from Constantine with Sis last night, managing the trip from Cornwall to home in six hours. Isn’t it supposed to take six days ? It’ll take six days to write up the 25 pubs though. I peeped at the BBC Sport website to see if City had matched Bayern in the… Continue reading NO ! , NOT THE JOLLY ANGLER
“What time do you open, please ?”
I’m getting tired of trying to upload photos from my Cornish conquest. I can’t add the map, and that’s my favourite bit. But enjoy these views from my campervan, tonight parked in (Great) Torrington. I’ll get out of here safely in the morning before deciding if it’s great or not. My progress since Tuesday has… Continue reading “What time do you open, please ?”
PORTHTOWAN BEACH – DEFEAT FROM VICTORY
You left me on the edge of Falmouth, somehow missing out on calamari in ‘front. I dropped Sis off near Helston and headed up the Cornish Coast, with a plan to tip a couple of warm halves in plant pots on the way to a home for my campervan in a GBG filled town. First… Continue reading PORTHTOWAN BEACH – DEFEAT FROM VICTORY
PORTSCATHO BEACH, FAR AWAY IN TIME
Get ready for a deluge of Devonian delights, but first a sentimental stop in Cornwall for Sis, who had a year out just across the water from Portscatho Beach in 2015. Not only did Portscatho give me a tick, it also gave us TWO toll crossings. Though I don’t remember stopping when I crossed the… Continue reading PORTSCATHO BEACH, FAR AWAY IN TIME
ALL YOUR FAVOURITES : THE HYDE PARK, MUTLEY PART II
We have WiFi ! Thank goodness for Ilfracombe Spoons. And what a great view. This was the view to the Ladies in the Hyde Park. While Gentleman had a rather more beery experience. Worth the price of 2 flat whites for the escorted walk up those stairs. Sorry, only coffee. And even that was £2.45… Continue reading ALL YOUR FAVOURITES : THE HYDE PARK, MUTLEY PART II
BREWERIANA OVERLOAD AT THE HYDE PARK (I)
It’s a pain being prolific in the pashmina’d Prosecco lands of west Devon. Compiling posts on my Huawei in Bideford Spoons is slow, despite decent internet. But you won’t hear me whining, despite oppressive heat, a grazed knee from Appledore, and boy racers at midnight that made me yearn for the peaceful doggers of Tyneside.… Continue reading BREWERIANA OVERLOAD AT THE HYDE PARK (I)
WHAT’S ITS NAME ? MUTLEY PLAIN
First things first. Welcome back Russ. A nation of pub bloggers breathes a sigh of relief. “You should get a blog post out of this” said Sis, as we left Mutley Spoons by the back door. “One? I’ll get three out of this” I joked. At least. The blog title jumped up at me, followed… Continue reading WHAT’S ITS NAME ? MUTLEY PLAIN
DASTARDLY DEEDS IN MUTLEY
A 9am GBG tick. What more could you ask for on the first day of your holiday ? Thank goodness for Wetherspoons, giving ticking holidays a flying start since 1979. It only meant a minor detour from our usual route above Dartmoor, and it’s important to support the beleaguered Tim as those nasty small breweries… Continue reading DASTARDLY DEEDS IN MUTLEY
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