DRIVEN TO THE PUB BY MY SON FOR THE FIRST TIME

22nd March 2023. Quite a significant date, this. The first day my son James drove me to a pub. #ProudParent #23YearsWellSpent etc. etc. If he’d passed his test a year earlier he could have driven me to Claddach Kirkibost. I’d sat quietly in the passenger seat when he drove his car (a blue one) home… Continue reading DRIVEN TO THE PUB BY MY SON FOR THE FIRST TIME

SEVEN SAM SMITHS SIZZLERS

Bass pubs are fine, but I know what you’re really after* is some photos of Sir Humphrey’s homages to an Edwardian era. With Dickensian working conditions. There’s been a tiny difficulty capturing the majesty of Sam’s pubs of late. But you can get round the mobile phone ban one way; and I’d like you to… Continue reading SEVEN SAM SMITHS SIZZLERS

SPOONS CARPETS, ECCLES

It seems a shame to waste some lovely pictures of Eccles, just because I can’t attach a beer to the post. It’s not as if anyone else blogs about Salford. And I reckon the Milton Hotel deserves some credit.  Part of “a select group pf hotels in Europe’s most beautiful locations”, namely Perth, Carlisle, Paisley and… Continue reading SPOONS CARPETS, ECCLES