CITRA IN EASTWOOD

Having come all this way (twice) I thought I’d better do a second pub in Eastwood. It’s replete with micros called “Mellors Mews” (for Tory voters),”Eastwood Conservative Club” (ditto), “Oliver’s Kitchen” (for Elvis Costello fans), and the “Dog & Parrot” (for animal lovers). With all that pre-emptive material, I opted for the Spoons. If I’m… Continue reading CITRA IN EASTWOOD

BRINSLEY – MIDNIGHT FIG & POMEGRANATE HANDWASH

Having goaded Alan Winfield the other day, I’m on safer ground with this trip to rural Notts, about 10 miles north of Alan’s turf. And about five miles north of the scariest place on earth, the divorce capital of the world. Owing to an amendment to our marriage contract, Mrs RM must always make trips… Continue reading BRINSLEY – MIDNIGHT FIG & POMEGRANATE HANDWASH