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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NEVER GO BACK TO THE SAME PUB. UNLESS IT’S GOT BASS ON.
A bonus post for pub tickers sworn to the rules of GBG completion. “Never shalt ye returneth to a pub once cask hath been drank and pink marker applied“. But if I’d gone straight back to the campervan I’d have had to talk about politics or conservatories with Mrs RM, and the Germans were… Continue reading NEVER GO BACK TO THE SAME PUB. UNLESS IT’S GOT BASS ON.
COVER VERSIONS OF “ECHO BEACH” IN THE NEW BAZAAR
First pub of the evening, and last of my six Dumfries ticks, was the New Bazaar. No idea why I left this ’till last (yes I do, Mrs RM wouldn’t have gone in it with me). The riverside was all mine. On the riverfront, but not your typical riverfront pub, the New Bazaar was a… Continue reading COVER VERSIONS OF “ECHO BEACH” IN THE NEW BAZAAR
SCOTTISH SPOONS, PINK UNICORNS & PIZZA
I’m back home after a couple of days finishing Durham‘s GBG entries (just wait for the Stockton post and the Tango p**s episode). On the upside, I now have my mouse back and can write longer posts. On the downside, it’s ten degrees hotter than in Stockton. Which is still fifteen degrees too hot. On… Continue reading SCOTTISH SPOONS, PINK UNICORNS & PIZZA
“WAIT HERE TO BE SEATED”
Two down in Dumfries, four to go. But first a little tourism. With the Burns centre and the Bruce pub, it helps if you like Roberts. Sadly no Cure museum, though the Coach & Horses had plenty of their stuff on the jukebox. I thought Dumfries would be smarter; it looked unchanged since the ’70s… Continue reading “WAIT HERE TO BE SEATED”
DUMFRIES, DYLAN, DRAUGHT BASS
We arrived in Dumfries after a lunch of pastries and painstakingly looked for somewhere to park our campervan for zero pounds, which isn’t a big budget. Luckily the council free car park along the old dock had a space just big enough, and no height barrier to smash into. Result. Dumfries has been high… Continue reading DUMFRIES, DYLAN, DRAUGHT BASS
ANNAN’S CARLING T-SHIRT WINNERS
It took a while, but the overloaded Taylor Campervan finally rumbled in to Scotland on Saturday morning, resisting the urge to stop in Gretna and renew marriage vows over a pint of Youngers Scotch or whatever folk do there. Instead, we stopped for a GBG tick lunch stop in Annan, a place that had long… Continue reading ANNAN’S CARLING T-SHIRT WINNERS
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