February 2025. York. We said we’d get away straight after the funeral; Mrs RM hoped for Moldova, I wanted Maidenhead. It never happened, what with trips to banks and father-in-laws and such. But Sunday brought news of £33 Travelodges in big cities, and with its most famous resident 250 miles away in Neath, there would… Continue reading THE GOLDEN BALL, YORK. BAD KITTY, SHY CAT
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FOR 24 MINUTES I’D BEEN DRINKING NEXT DOOR TO EBOR MORRIS MEN
Getting closer to actually meeting the great BRAPA now, so I had my artisan tea/supper (falafel wrap from Harrogate Co-op), finally booked into the Heworth, and did York. York was in the grip of Chris Norman Fever during my visit. Would Chris do the original, or would the chavvy York crowd demand the Roy “Chubby”… Continue reading FOR 24 MINUTES I’D BEEN DRINKING NEXT DOOR TO EBOR MORRIS MEN
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