One final tick in Dumfries & Galloway, and in the county town, on a gorgeous Summer day. Dumfries looked splendid, if quiet, as I scrambled around looking for the Globe (High Street), distracted by the street art with its metaphorical depiction of the stormy waters in which GBG completists sail their ticking ships. Or something.… Continue reading BURNS’ FAVOURITE HOWFF
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RESILIENCE PAYS OFF IN HAUGH OF URR
A penultimate tick in Dumfries & Galloway, and a second visit to the Laurie Arms in a year. “Stewarty Pub of the Year 2022” says What Pub, adding to my geographical confusion. Almost nothing to say about Haugh apart from there’s a pub but no shops, so here’s some apples. I’ll be honest, I wasn’t… Continue reading RESILIENCE PAYS OFF IN HAUGH OF URR
SLOW SERVICE FROM DOLLY THE PUB CAT IN SANDHEAD
Ayrshire in the bag, I then headed down the coast, somehow avoiding the charms (honest) of Girvan, to pitch up down the road from Stranraer. Posts on minor Scottish football teams are always popular, so it was a shame Stranraer chose not to have a game that Friday morning when I arrived, and Sandhead’s appeal… Continue reading SLOW SERVICE FROM DOLLY THE PUB CAT IN SANDHEAD
WICKER MEN, PUB WOMAN
Back home ! 29 Beer Guide ticks up, but sadly none in Orkney (and there’s none to do in Shetland as Bill has drunk all the Doom Bar). So I can return to blogging on the laptop, and bring you proper maps (stops at Greggs at Carlisle services NOT shown). You’ve already seen the mysteries… Continue reading WICKER MEN, PUB WOMAN
WHERE WAS I ?
Some excellent guesses, all wrong, for that Guess the Pub. I was, of course, in the Blue Peter In Kirkcolm near Stranraer, staring across at the ferry to Ireland. We stuck the campervan on the site of the old RAF base and toddled into the village (pop. not many). The only facility in the village,… Continue reading WHERE WAS I ?
“I can’t understand why Stranraer lie so lowly”
And finally, we arrive at the highlight of my short Southern Scottish saunter. NO-ONE had given me a good word about Stranraer, so you’ll know how Maidenhead feels now after Mrs RM and I dissed it. But, like Peterlee and Peterhead and Peterborough (there’s a theme here) that negativity only made me want to visit… Continue reading “I can’t understand why Stranraer lie so lowly”
DRUMMORE – LIVING LA JOE DOLCE VITA
3rd March 2020 More brave exploration, a first-ever trip to the Rhins of Galloway, the bit in the South-West of Scotland that looks a bit like Italy. Just as I was drafting this postI noticed this tweet from the Great Tand, whose family come from Drummore. @NHS_Martin More spelling. pic.twitter.com/qsHY4rmg70 — Tandleman (@tandleman) March 8,… Continue reading DRUMMORE – LIVING LA JOE DOLCE VITA
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