Cornwall’s fortunes haven’t always relied on the production of the nation’s most popular cask beer and shark tourism; well into the late 20th century the area was renowned for its mines. If Blackpool FC play AFC Penzance in the FA Cup I’m sure Jane will tell you all about Geevor Tin Mines, which would make… Continue reading DECISIONS PENDING IN PENDEEN
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BRUMMIES BAKE IN THE HALZEPHRON
Another tick in the Lizard, one of my favourite parts of the South-West, this time in Gunwalloe. In 2020 I’d caught Lizard Point at its blustery best, bit mid July saw temperatures touching 30 degrees, and the Halzephron trade was all on the benches. With an hour till teatime the interior was empty, but still… Continue reading BRUMMIES BAKE IN THE HALZEPHRON
A PUB TICKING WIZARD ON THE LIZARD
Back to that glorious summer of 2022 (was still pretty sunny in Sheffield yesterday, mind), with the Campaign to Conquer Cornwall about to reach its crescendo (CCCC). I have a niece near Helston (denoted by Blue Anchor below), but not wishing to scare them with an unannounced visit I whizzed down to The Lizard for… Continue reading A PUB TICKING WIZARD ON THE LIZARD
A SONIC BOOM OVER FINNYGOOK BEACH
A mega post as I enter Cornwall in mid-July for the first of ten (10) ticks on the way to GBG glory. The Scillies apart, Cornwall isn’t as tricky as Devon to complete; fewer Guide entries, fewer high edges, less chance of a pub run by an octogenarian being unexpectedly shut on Thursday*. And it… Continue reading A SONIC BOOM OVER FINNYGOOK BEACH
BECAUSE YOU CAN’T GO TO CORNWALL AND NOT DRINK DOOM BAR
Yes, just like visiting the Cotswolds and NOT slagging off Donnington BB, or staying in Burton and NOT downing a gallon of Carling, you MUST sample Doom Bar in its spiritual home. So I did, leaving Mrs RM to her crochet or whatever women do when left to their own devices. Only 14 minutes to… Continue reading BECAUSE YOU CAN’T GO TO CORNWALL AND NOT DRINK DOOM BAR
“Oooh, the lady drinking the beer !”
I ended my session as DES at the White Hart in Chilsworthy on the edge of Dartmoor. Mrs RM is now regretting all those pints as much as I am not having had them now, but at this stage in the season it was all about ticks, ticks, ticks.. Actually, the views as dusk closed… Continue reading “Oooh, the lady drinking the beer !”
NO FAKES IN GUNNISLAKE
There’s a lot of misery about, isn’t there ? Not at the Rising Sun in Gunnislake, there isn’t. One of SEVEN Cornish ticks for me on this trip, just an unspoilt boozer in the tradition of Cwmbran’s Bush or the Brown Bear in Braughing. Views from the hillside Gents (and Ladies) were a bit more… Continue reading NO FAKES IN GUNNISLAKE
BASS AT THE ST. JOHN. WORTH THE WALK
Next up the highlight of the trip, after some bloke called The Wickingman said “Did you have the Bass at St John ?” this Summer. Isolated Cornish pub, Draught Bass stronghold, 2pm opener so wet-led, where has it been all my life. Down tiny lanes you don’t want to drive, that’s where. DO NOT DRIVE… Continue reading BASS AT THE ST. JOHN. WORTH THE WALK
MRS RM’s MYSTERIOUS DREAM REVEALED IN MILBROOK
Well, the Guide has arrived; Baa Baa Toure is about to wonder where Carluke is. My review of the new GBG will need to wait until the official publication date, though since CAMRA members seem reluctant to venture out to pubs they’re almost certainly reluctant to venture out to the Covid hotbed of Waterbeach and… Continue reading MRS RM’s MYSTERIOUS DREAM REVEALED IN MILBROOK
MRS RM TAKES THE CROWN IN KINGSAND
Day 2 of our “Tick Devon and Cornwall While It’s Open Trip“, and a short excursion from the Saltash roundabout Burger King to the posh bit of South-east Cornwall down by The Sound. I know it’s posh. There’s National Trust properties at Mount Edgcumbe and Antony, smuggling villages where people still attempt to drive their… Continue reading MRS RM TAKES THE CROWN IN KINGSAND
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