February 2024. Battersea. Mrs RM had booked two nights at bargain rates (well, heaper than 5 pints of murk in Bermondsey) during the Travelodge New Year Sale, the only downside being an insalubrious looking location behind the grimier exit of Clapham Junction Station. But that’s OK, we’re used to insalubrious, and Clapham Junction is only… Continue reading UP THE JUNCTION. PRIDE DRINKING WELL IN THE FALCON
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HOOKED IN
21st February 2020 Our maiden trip in the new campervan, provisionally called Simon, and a 3 hour slog round the M25 to Hook. It’s my mother in law and her twin sister’s 80th, so why not pick a Home Counties gastropub to celebrate. If I reach 80 and haven’t completed the GBG I’m in big… Continue reading HOOKED IN
NEW SPOONS ON MONDAY
I’m not sure when it’s going to get its Brewdog, but new openings and crafty upgrades continue apace in Cambridge. Meanwhile, Huntingdonshire makes do with a belated succession of Wetherspoons, which is clearly what people there want. The county town got its Spoons at the end of July. Ten years ago this would have been… Continue reading NEW SPOONS ON MONDAY
MRS RM SURVIVES HUNTINGDON’S CROMWELLIAN LEGACY
The post retirement deal with Mrs RM seems to be that I cook, take her to East Anglia’s delightful market towns, and do the arduous work of ticking pubs in grim Northern towns on overnight trips. It’s not a deal she’s happy with, so her Grand Design to build a flat pack house in Preston continues.… Continue reading MRS RM SURVIVES HUNTINGDON’S CROMWELLIAN LEGACY
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