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
AND HE’S OFF
I set the alarm for 3.30am this morning, and by 4.15 my Sis and I were on the A14 heading for the coast, like on the Sonic Youth cover. We’re heading to Helston to see Wren, Julie’s first grandchild. It’s just possible there’ll be pubs. Mrs RM is perfectly happy drinking low alcoholic lager at… Continue reading AND HE’S OFF
LAZY OTTER, LUSCIOUS IPA
The Fenland stretch A10 between Greater Waterbeach and King’s Lynn may not have many great pubs, but there’s some great names. The Slap Up (now a curry house), The Five Miles From Anywhere, The Fish & Duck (RIP), Downham Home & Garden Centre. And of course the Lazy Otter, beloved of boat people and revolving… Continue reading LAZY OTTER, LUSCIOUS IPA
TOM THE PUB RETURNS
Some people idolise brewers; with me it’s the guys and gals who get magic out of the pumps. Our own Andrew and Helen at The Sun, Jeff at the Ypres Castle, Terri and Jethro at the Blue, and the folk at Durham’s Station House and Stockport’s Petersgate Tap. Meet Tom the Pub, a Southern Cambridgeshire… Continue reading TOM THE PUB RETURNS
IT’S BEEN 5 LONG YEARS….
and I love retiredmartin just the same. Here’s some suitably naff power pop to meet my contractual requirements with Mark Crilley, and celebrate five years of the blog, as I was reminded by WordPress this week. If any of you actually know this Colin James classic (I picked up the tape for $3 in Adelaide)… Continue reading IT’S BEEN 5 LONG YEARS….
