February 2024. Battersea. 2 nights in Battersea Travelodge, 2 pubs before Mrs RM arrives. Quite a contrast between the Victorian splendour of the Falcon, and across the road the glory of a furniture store experiencing rebirth as a new Spoons (OK, via a Yate’s). Decent business at 14:30 on a Monday, and a rather different… Continue reading BIG CHIEF SPOONS REDEMPTION
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UP THE JUNCTION. PRIDE DRINKING WELL IN THE FALCON
February 2024. Battersea. Mrs RM had booked two nights at bargain rates (well, heaper than 5 pints of murk in Bermondsey) during the Travelodge New Year Sale, the only downside being an insalubrious looking location behind the grimier exit of Clapham Junction Station. But that’s OK, we’re used to insalubrious, and Clapham Junction is only… Continue reading UP THE JUNCTION. PRIDE DRINKING WELL IN THE FALCON
BATTERING SW LONDON IN BATTERSEA
This post is brought to you from the 10.45 from Sheffield to Leeds, from where I’ll head on to my final North Yorkshire GBG 22 tick. I’ll expect fanfare, I’ll expect a welcome committee from BRAPA and Colin, I’ll expect a top pint of Landlord. Who knows? Wednesday saw me on a train from Waterbeach… Continue reading BATTERING SW LONDON IN BATTERSEA
BATTERED BY BARREL-AGED BOURBON AT SAMBROOKS
A number of you* have asked for more features on brewery taps on this blog, getting bored of all these pictures of churches, street art and Primark bags. This one’s for you, as Neil Young probably sang. I’d been warned about the back streets of Battersea by someone who shall remain nameless. I must be… Continue reading BATTERED BY BARREL-AGED BOURBON AT SAMBROOKS
A CLAPHAM COCKUP
“A man is very easily tired of London“ -Johnson (Boris, not Samuel). And I am getting weary of these capital posts, but your kind words keep me going. Downward and eastwards into Wandsworth proper, past the authentic Irish pub with cask and the famous Nemo statue. With a detour via Caffe Nero and the graveyard… Continue reading A CLAPHAM COCKUP
SURVIVING SOUTH-WEST LONDON PART 2 – TOOTING TO CLAPHAM
The No.44 dropped off us off at Tooting Broadway, allowing us half a mile walk along one of London’s most calorific streets. Yet another place Mrs RM has worked (St Georges) though she claimed to have resisted the lure of the barfi in Nirala back then. Asian sweets and cake shops all the way up to… Continue reading SURVIVING SOUTH-WEST LONDON PART 2 – TOOTING TO CLAPHAM
TO BATTERSEA AND BACK AGAIN
I was looking forward to a day at Ikea in Milton Keynes with Mrs RM yesterday, but she denied me that pleasure. Given that 8.2% of trips to Ikea in 2015 ended in divorce, perhaps she was well-intentioned. Needing a long walk (and hiking round Ikea would have achieved that) I took an early train to… Continue reading TO BATTERSEA AND BACK AGAIN
CRAFT & CONTRADICTION IN CLAPHAM
I had a couple of contrasting experiences in Clapham on an enjoyable New Years Day, which tended to sum up the inconsistency of the London pub scene for me. Although it’s got no great attractions, flying pigs apart, the stretch of Battersea leading from the Junction to Clapham central is always an interesting walk, whether via the… Continue reading CRAFT & CONTRADICTION IN CLAPHAM
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