I COME TO TICK BURY, AND TO PRAISE IT

Right, another day, another GBG county to finish. I offered Mrs RM a choice of Bury or Bridlington. She chose Bury. Perhaps she thought I meant t’other Bury. No, apparently she wanted to see the transformation of Greater’s Manchester finest purveyor of offal. But we started off in Tim Horton’s where I introduced her to… Continue reading I COME TO TICK BURY, AND TO PRAISE IT

A SURMOUNTABLE HITCH IN MICRO PRESTWICH

I spent literally minutes trying to find a Fall track for this post, but sadly M.E. Smith’s “Middle aged Middleton micropub man” remains unreleased. On the tram back from Bury to Victoria I planned an afternoon in West Manchester, and admired the lack of GBG pubs on the route. Ah, the Crooked Man. Wait, the… Continue reading A SURMOUNTABLE HITCH IN MICRO PRESTWICH

FROM SALFORD TO THE SUNDIAL VIA THE ROVERS RETURN

More of those photos of food you love, as I travel between Salford and Bury, the two gourmet capitals of the north.  In my mind anyway. A beautiful morning to explore Salford and walk off the previous night’s pie. Salford may lack Manchester’s expensive craft beer scene and disposable clothes shops, but on a good… Continue reading FROM SALFORD TO THE SUNDIAL VIA THE ROVERS RETURN