HIDING THE REAL ALE IN A FORRES OF TENNENTS

As predicted by Stafford Paul, my second Forres tick is the Red Lion, a GBG legend apparently. It’s always the ones with the weird names. But first, it’s the sporrans in an army surplus store (top) and Fraser Bros award winning haggis you’re really here for. One thing’s for sure, you won’t starve in Scotland… Continue reading HIDING THE REAL ALE IN A FORRES OF TENNENTS

A CROQUE MONSIEUR IN STONEHAVEN

Greetings from lovely Darlington where I’ve just returned after meeting Duncan completely accidentally in Newcastle. Spooky. The Dalesman Hotel in Darlo (keg Magnet) is £30 en-suite (on-sute as my Mum would say), very clean but with weak WiFi.  So it’s more short posts from Aberdeen. First stop on the Great Grampians Tickathon was Stonehaven, a… Continue reading A CROQUE MONSIEUR IN STONEHAVEN