BRINSLEY – MIDNIGHT FIG & POMEGRANATE HANDWASH

Having goaded Alan Winfield the other day, I’m on safer ground with this trip to rural Notts, about 10 miles north of Alan’s turf. And about five miles north of the scariest place on earth, the divorce capital of the world. Owing to an amendment to our marriage contract, Mrs RM must always make trips… Continue reading BRINSLEY – MIDNIGHT FIG & POMEGRANATE HANDWASH

BLUE MONKEY SPREADS ITS WINGS

What Arnold lacked in architectural interest it made up for in cheap dining options.  Compared to Cambridge the many pubs and cafes were thriving on Wednesday lunchtime.  The Spoons was packed with OAP diners, and even at £1.05 no-one wants to drink a coffee standing up. The most attractive looking alternative was The Coffee Grinder,… Continue reading BLUE MONKEY SPREADS ITS WINGS