Bank Holiday Monday, or New Year’s Day (observed) as my diary would have it if I’d bothered to buy a diary as I have done every year for 45 years but what’s the point now ? A visit to my parents (they’re fine, NPSS 4), and a meet-up with 3 of my favourite Germans at… Continue reading A GUIDED BUS TO A DESERTED CAMBRIDGE. A LONG WALK HOME.
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CAMBRIDGE AWAITS BRAPA
The first weekend of July; I visited my parents to make sure they’d got enough garden tools, had the obligatory Crispy Beef from Chung Hwa, and sneaked out like a naughty schoolboy to meet BRAPA when they’d gone to bed. Talking of Crispy Beef, Cambridge has been celebrating its bovine heritage (visit Midsummer Common or… Continue reading CAMBRIDGE AWAITS BRAPA
TAKING A PUNT
“Do you miss Cambridge ?” they all ask. Well, no, clearly not, or I wouldn’t have left. Duh. But the city does have its appeal, and despite it being the obvious touristy thing to do, taking a punt along the backs is the second thing I’d recommend after 5 pints in the Blue. In typical… Continue reading TAKING A PUNT
FUELLING THE CAMBRIDGE TOURIST BOOM
My trips back “home” to check on Mum and Dad are weekly events, so expect some exciting blogging on Cambridge’s famous Doom Bar and John Smiths Smooth outlets over the summer. Our visit at the weekend coincided with the climax of the fun fair. Note the extensive Covid precautions. It’s probable Covid is scared off… Continue reading FUELLING THE CAMBRIDGE TOURIST BOOM
WHAT I MISS ABOUT CAMBRIDGE
US Dave just asked what I missed about Cambridgeshire, and of course the answer is NOTHING. But I miss Mum and Dad (not that I’d be able to see them anyway at the moment, even over the fence). And I’m dying to get back when pubs are open again, so I can stare through this… Continue reading WHAT I MISS ABOUT CAMBRIDGE
CATS IN THE CORNER HOUSE
During what could be our last week in the revelry that is Tier 2 for a while (details soon), we’re keeping the unsung pubs in business by eating out now the cupboards have been stripped of crisps quinoa. How about a non-GBG pub in Cambridge’s Newmarket Road ? Not many of those left, which is… Continue reading CATS IN THE CORNER HOUSE
LET’S GO WALK THE KITE
While I wait for the Tears at 11.30, here’s some pics from my Cambridge walk this morning while I waited for Mrs RM to complete her dental treatment. Did I ever tell you I left it 34 years between dental appointments (1979-2013) ? That was a mistake. Mrs RM’s dentist is on Newmarket Road, home… Continue reading LET’S GO WALK THE KITE
“Who’s your favourite revolutionary ?”
Between moving Matt’s tat into storage and then out to Ancoats I popped back on Wednesday to take my Dad for an X-Ray at Addenbrookes and my Aygo to Newmarket Road for its M.O.T. One of these days I’ll get those things mixed up, with disastrous consequences. With the Aygo at Cambridge Vehicle Services all… Continue reading “Who’s your favourite revolutionary ?”
THANKS RISHI, THANKS KIDS
Someone nameless sent me this. Shaming me for going to pubs during a pandemic, even though both the pubs and I are taking all precautions to avoid catching Covid. The world seems equally split between those cautiously re-entering the world and finding comfort in UK hospital deaths falling below 5 a day, and those staying… Continue reading THANKS RISHI, THANKS KIDS
BREWDOG’S BEAUTIFUL BROCCOLI
The campervan is getting me out and about as I knock off the required 399 runs ticks in GBG20. If I had a mechanical liver like BRAPA (369 pints in Surrey this week) I might even have finished the Guide before the 2021 edition emerges in, er, May 2023. But with our house on the… Continue reading BREWDOG’S BEAUTIFUL BROCCOLI
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