Right, a cracker as I close in on completing Gwent. Just how is the Llanthony Priory Hotel such a yo-yo entry in the Guide ? Two years out of the GBG while I finished Gwent, and now back in, taunting me from the Black Mountains. Wales has some of the best located GBG… Continue reading HIPPIE HUGGING AT LLANTHONY PRIORY
Tag: Gwent
ABER, ABER, NAY
Yes, I used a title like that last year. But that was Aberystwyth. And this isn’t. Last time here I was actually just over the bridge in Llanfoist, bemoaning the lack of new entries in Abergavenny. Now I’m back, killing an hour before Y Cantreff (“Begone BRAPA”) opens at an irritating 12.30 (why?). There’s two… Continue reading ABER, ABER, NAY
NOW, EVEN NEWPORT GOES MICRO MAD
Back at the terrifying underpass at Newport Station at 7pm, I had a few choices after checking in at the Spoons. Train to Cardiff to join a crowd of 7 million celebrating the TdF with Brains in a plastic cup. Go to bed, listen to Brexit debate over a Chinese takeaway. As 2), but find… Continue reading NOW, EVEN NEWPORT GOES MICRO MAD
INTO THE VALLEYS
I’m grateful to Swansea CAMRA for remind me to put my NBSS scores in. Remembering the beer names, when there’s so little consistency of range on the bar, is the hardest task. That reminded me I’ve a bit more of Gwent tell you about. The bit you’ve never been to. There’s nothing better than a clutch… Continue reading INTO THE VALLEYS
THE BRIDGE TO ABERGAVENNY
The last leg of the Gwent trip took in Abergavenny, yet another Welsh town that seems to have escaped the Beeching savagery (correct me Mudge/Tom). Gwent/Monmouthshire is always an attractive county for me. 3 hours in the car and then decent train links from bargain motels. If only the Chinese takeaways were better. Obviously the only… Continue reading THE BRIDGE TO ABERGAVENNY
AUTUMN IN CWMBRAN
My newish Rough Guide to Wales is proving it’s usual middle-class self. Lots of nonsense about misericords and 13th Century battlements, nothing about where to see spitting in Ebbw Vale pubs or buy a Chinese takeaway at midnight, which is my definition of Rough. No mention at all of Cwmbran, an authentic Welsh New Town at… Continue reading AUTUMN IN CWMBRAN
NEWPORT REINTRODUCES SUNDAY CLOSING
I will get back to cheery posts very soon, but I’m trying to keep this blog roughly chronological, so sorry Newport. My relationship with the City (really ?) has always been up and down, despite the array of budget hotels that draw me back again and again. In 2010 I took my Dad to watch… Continue reading NEWPORT REINTRODUCES SUNDAY CLOSING
CHERRY TREE MEMORIES IN TINTERN
It was typical that my phone battery would die just as I reached one of the most attractive places on earth, Tintern Abbey. Mrs RM will sort me out once she’s ridiculed me, and made me switch it on and off for a 100th time (that didn’t work). I could have used my laptop for… Continue reading CHERRY TREE MEMORIES IN TINTERN
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