SINGING “COCKLES & MUSSELS, DOOM BAR NBSS 4.0, OH”

Premiership winning interlude over, back to the South coast. So you’ve heard about a “pub” that shuts on Saturday for private functions, and a craft beer bar with trestle tables and ’80s vinyl, what about Proper Pubs ? How about the Eclipse, which enchanted and disappointed a year ago ? That was on a midweek… Continue reading SINGING “COCKLES & MUSSELS, DOOM BAR NBSS 4.0, OH”

“STUFF YOUR WEDDING, WINCHESTER; I NEED A PUB TICK”

Having delivered BRAPA into the warm bosom of the Fens, it was time for Mrs RM and I to set off in our campervan for Bridport. The M25 and M3 (now “intelligent”) were quite accommodating, but I’d had enough driving by the time we got to Winchester, and there were two ticks there.  I always… Continue reading “STUFF YOUR WEDDING, WINCHESTER; I NEED A PUB TICK”

ROUNDING UP THE WOLVES WONDERS

In case you wondered, yes I am intent on getting more posts out of Wolves than Richard. Beaten on quality, but never on quantity. I could have put these bonus photos on Facebook, but of course then my personal data would be sold to the Russian organisation trying to get us to vote “YES” to… Continue reading ROUNDING UP THE WOLVES WONDERS