Mrs RM and I sure know how to live. Two nights in Saltash Travelodge, £29.99 a night, with a FREE game of musical chairs at the Burger King that constituted the entirety of our evening culinary options. I popped across the road to get fancy goods from Waitrose. At the meat counter, a lady concluded… Continue reading “A FINE DAY FOR RETIRED PERSONS” IN BOTUS FLEMING
Tag: Cornwall
LAUNCESTON – SAVED BY THE BELL
You’re overdue an early Bee Gees reference, aren’t you ? No obvious Gibb Bros connection to your first and last town in Cornwall, though based Castle in the Air from their seminal 1972 album A Kick in the Head Is Worth Eight in the Pants could work. As you know I rate my readers on… Continue reading LAUNCESTON – SAVED BY THE BELL
A MAZE IN THE BUSH
Now I take my snood, to Bude. There’s a book in me somewhere with a title like that. The Cornwall/Devon border is where the OS Map gets interesting, with Lucky Hole, Yeol Mouth and Gooseham competing for Russ’s attention. Loads of new places and lovely long words in the GBG to tick. And some… Continue reading A MAZE IN THE BUSH
TIPPING IN TINTAGEL
Yes, clickbait. There is NO Sam Smiths in Cornwall, even on the west coast beloved by tourists from Rochdale and Bradford. But that’s the mirror that greeted me in the bathroom at the busy looking Hilltop Cafe near Tintagel, which I only mention because they served me a lovely breakfast on the Wednesday morning. My… Continue reading TIPPING IN TINTAGEL
FURY IN QUINTRELL DOWNS
Enough Manchester misery. Here’s some Cornish calamity. And here’s that rolling itinerary I own you; Yes, a mere 8 hours after leaving home, I was parked up for the night in the car park of the Quintrell Inn, enjoying a pint of craft; Five minutes from nauseous Newquay, one stop on the train line, the… Continue reading FURY IN QUINTRELL DOWNS
DEVOLVING THE PINKING DUTIES IN LANLIVERY
18th January 2020 The journey home from Cornwall, a dozen GBG ticks in the bag, via the now ritual overnight stop at Weston-super-Mare. Bur first, the just as inevitable pub lunch down country lanes near the Eden project. Now, you’ll know I never resist an opportunity to ridicule myself and my loved ones. So if… Continue reading DEVOLVING THE PINKING DUTIES IN LANLIVERY
GIVING PENZANCE A SECOND CHANCE
18th January 2020 And so to Penzance, which Sis and I didn’t warm to in 2016. To be fair, it was raining. With only a basic homebrew boozer in town I declared the town the Newmarket of the West (look it up). “But there HAS to be a hipster quarter” said Sis. “Even Newmarket has… Continue reading GIVING PENZANCE A SECOND CHANCE
ZENNOR AND THE ART OF GBG TICKING
18th January 2020 The last day in Cornwall for Sis and I, and a last opportunity to enjoy the coast before it gets overrun once half-term hordes descend. The view from my £31.59 B&B in St Ives was better than the dull, dull, dull cooked breakfast. A rare venture into Page 1 of the Navigator,… Continue reading ZENNOR AND THE ART OF GBG TICKING
KING LIZARD & THE PUB TICK WIZARD
17th January 2020 “Enough of all these pubs” writes RetiredDave, “give us pictures of Cornish charity shops with micro hours“. I should start a business selling these printed signs in Thanet. No GBG pub at Lizard Point this year, but as the most southerly point of mainland Great Britain (whoopy-do) I supposed I ought to… Continue reading KING LIZARD & THE PUB TICK WIZARD
HELSTON WITHOUT THE SPINGO
17th January 2020 Day 3 of 5 of our Kernow Kapers. A late start after all that Bass, but I just caught the sun over Ghilly Bay, before the downpour forced me into Trago Stores to buy those £1.05 insoles. “Do you prefer cash or card, I’ve only got a tenner” I asked, trying to… Continue reading HELSTON WITHOUT THE SPINGO
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