November 2025. Cambridge. Never change, King Street. A row of cars competing for penalty charges on one of the parking lanes closest to town. I laughed about it with a lad coming out of the Prince who then said ” **** I forgot to pay“. That new craft bar with its trestle tables won’t win… Continue reading TOWN OR GOWN ? THE CHAMPION OF THE THAMES
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LAST ORDERS IN THE ELY LAMB
April 2025. Ely. “Have you been there ?” asks Mrs RM as we pass Ely’s top hotel on the walk down hill back to the campervan. And I have to confess that I haven’t, but I really want to. I’d popped my head in the Lamb a fortnight earlier on the search for the Abbot… Continue reading LAST ORDERS IN THE ELY LAMB
A SEARCH FOR ABBOT IN ELY
April 2025. Ely. Weekly trips down to Waterbeach to see Dad in his care home, finding a cosy place to park up the campervan and give Tumble, Ginger Tom and Buzzy Bee a break from the monotony of Sheffield life. Buzzy Bee had spent (we think) two decades hidden in the back of Mum’s cupboard… Continue reading A SEARCH FOR ABBOT IN ELY
THE ABBOT IN CODICOTE’S GOAT IS THE “BEER OF THE GODS”
March 2025. Codicote. Hertfordshire. We’re just back from Luton (Airport, oo-ee-oo), with quite a tale to tell, but before posts on Russian theme pubs and MoldovanTomato Gose, one last GBG tick in dear old England. Time for a pint before an early flight, sadly not in luscious Luton itself, but in a village that’s eluded… Continue reading THE ABBOT IN CODICOTE’S GOAT IS THE “BEER OF THE GODS”
STEALING THE PRINCE OF CAMBRIDGE’S SEAT IN THE FORT ST. GEORGE (IN ENGLAND)
January 2025. Cambridge. The route from Cambridge North station past Haymakers and along the Cam (until you’re stopped by Rowing Club “Keep Out” signs) to the home of the May Beer Festival is a tranquil pleasure, and the view across to the Fort St George (in England) from the footbridge at Peterhouse RC one of… Continue reading STEALING THE PRINCE OF CAMBRIDGE’S SEAT IN THE FORT ST. GEORGE (IN ENGLAND)
In Brigg Spoons, Mrs RM finally realises that “Beer Tastes Better In A Pint Glass”
September 2023. Brigg. I forgot to tell you something last time. The journey from Sheffield to Brigg cost 50p in their flash sale. Talk about rip-off Britain. And I had a seat. Don’t ask Will what he paid, but he’s probably got used to paying over the odds now Luton Town are Premier League. Our… Continue reading In Brigg Spoons, Mrs RM finally realises that “Beer Tastes Better In A Pint Glass”
Retired crossword pint lady with backpack
September 2023. Royal Tunbridge Wells. Mrs RM must have been jealous of my Big Night Out in t’Wells, as she insisted on joining me for some essential shopping in town the next day. Very much my sort of shopping, as we singularly failed to buy what we’d gone in for, and instead considered our pub… Continue reading Retired crossword pint lady with backpack
WHO ORDERED THOSE CANS ?
September 2023. Farnborough. There were a few restaurant options for our stay in Farnborough, including an ultra-rare Wimpy and Poppins, a Harvester (with Doom Bar) and Harvester (without). But the Spoons was a minute’s walk from our Premier Inn, so that got the vote (I’d just done my 15k steps). Not the most attractive, tucked… Continue reading WHO ORDERED THOSE CANS ?
“It’s closed today” texts Mrs RM
August 2023. Bognor Regis. I’d arranged to meet Mrs RM at the Dog & Duck for my penultimate West Sussex Guide tick at 4pm. What Pub said it opened at 4, the pub’s Facebook said 4. It must be true. On the walk back along the beach from the George, Mrs RM texted me “Closed… Continue reading “It’s closed today” texts Mrs RM
MRS RM STARTS HER 100 DAY CHALLENGE IN CROOKES
August 2023. Crookes. Sheffield. I think Mrs RM’s 100 day challenge was supposed to be an exclusive for her own blog, release expected when Luton Town pick up their first home points of the season. Tell you what, you’ve got to guess what the challenge is. Can’t say fairer than that. Anyway, up the hill… Continue reading MRS RM STARTS HER 100 DAY CHALLENGE IN CROOKES
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