THAT is the question. Last post from Cardiff, on the first Friday I’ve had there in decades. Quite quiet, I thought. Perhaps they were all watching the egg-chasers at the Arms Park. The City Arms is always packed though, isn’t it ? Actually I couldn’t remember it at all, even though it’s the… Continue reading IS IT WORTH SUFFERING “SUMMER OF 69” FOR A £1.93 PINT OF BRAINS ?
So, only three of us standing at the end of MancCrawl 2018 in the backroom of the Circus. Quite how Paul persuaded me into the Grey Horse (as well as the Lost Dene for breakfast), only he knows. Never try to keep up with the Stafford Mudge. But it was only half six, my bedtime… Continue reading A NIGHTCAP