Before I catch up on last Sunday’s trip to Lancashire’s clubland, I thought you’d like to see some of my highly prized blog comments. Sadly, none of the comments are from Greenland, so my blog view map still looks a bit forlorn at the top (or bottom, if you’re reading in the South Pole). In… Continue reading (GBG) BAR LICKED IN BARNOLDSWICK
Tag: Burnley
BOYCE’S BARREL, A BURNLEY BEAUTY
The day after City’s 2-0 destruction of Burnley I was back on the edge of Pendle with Mrs RM, collecting two irritatingly elusive ticks 427 feet apart in textile centre Padiham. Rishi Sunak can’t tell Burnley and Bury apart (don’t lose sleep, they’re the same), but Rishi’s detractors on Twitter could never place Padiham (pop.… Continue reading BOYCE’S BARREL, A BURNLEY BEAUTY
LET’S CELEBRATE…….BURNLEY
Some of us are treating our new freedoms more responsibly than others. This was the scene at Grays beach yesterday, while on MumsNet I read of a bloke driving his pregnant “partner” to Skegness to defecate on their beach. Why not ? It’s a free country. My approach is to go to the less heralded… Continue reading LET’S CELEBRATE…….BURNLEY
NO HELLO, NO GOODBYE, NO SPACE AT THE BAR
My trips to Burnley haven’t always been successful, setting aside the 6-1 in 2010. Prosecco preposterousness in Padiham, pole-dancing pubs by the bus station (sorry, no pics) and some drab home-brew from the likes of Reedley Hallows (brewed by Harry Potter). But I admire their dogged if dull football team, and their generous GBG allocation,… Continue reading NO HELLO, NO GOODBYE, NO SPACE AT THE BAR
BURNLEY – MY PROSECCO HELL
I stayed in Burnley over the weekend and enjoyed some decent walking in the stretch of pretty villages just north of the M65, with Pendle Hill and Bowland as a backdrop. This is where the Burnley Express ends and Lancashire Life starts, judging by the cars parked next to Ye Olde Sparrowhawk in Wheatley Lane. Lovely… Continue reading BURNLEY – MY PROSECCO HELL
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