You were warned. Teversham, Grantchester, and now Sawtry. And you’ve got Fulbourn, Hilton and Alconbury to come. #OpenThePubs Mrs RM feels my utter despair. “The ******** are going to keep the pubs shut, aren’t they ?” I just asked her. “Get me another coffee” she replied. But at least she’s accompanying me on my little… Continue reading UTTER MADNESS IN SAWTRY
Tag: Huntingdonshire
EASING OVER THE OUSE
Not much of a post this morning, just tidying up some photos I liked, but later you’ll get Haiti, Argentina and Germany IN THE SAME POST. Work out the connection and you’ll a half pint of Doom Bar in a Cheshire gastropub of your choice. You left me on my Lockdown Eased walk in… Continue reading EASING OVER THE OUSE
50 SHADES OF HEMINGFORD GREY
Shameless clickbait for a genteel Huntingdonshire post that does at least feature sausage rolls, a Cock and several bushes. These publess walks are getting a bit wearing now, but at least the 3 miles from Houghton Mill through the Hemingfords back to St Ives were without Social Distancing drama. The tiny Houghton Tea Rooms… Continue reading 50 SHADES OF HEMINGFORD GREY
SOCIAL DISTANCING THRIVES, IN THE OTHER ST. IVES
Closer to home, our St Ives is now a mere 22 minutes away. I reckon it would have been twice that before the A14 upgrade. The Cornish version doesn’t want you at the moment, and I guess Huntingdonshire’s St Ives isn’t welcoming tourists, either. But there’s worse places to get your unlimited exercise, and a… Continue reading SOCIAL DISTANCING THRIVES, IN THE OTHER ST. IVES
MORE OF THAT DRINKING AT HOME LARK
It’s Fred’s fault. “Please go to Papworth Brewery and its environs tomorrow, and then compose a picto-blog about it.” OK, Fred. (Now you’re a yaga yaga). I’d only been to Earith a year ago, one of our motorhome’s last excursions before Mrs RM replaced it with a sleeker model, a principle I hope she… Continue reading MORE OF THAT DRINKING AT HOME LARK
WYTON TIME
Day 3 of The Easing, and a third tentative journey into eastern Huntingdonshire. Following Somersham and Boxworth, Wyton is a third village I could pinpoint on a map but tell you nothing about. What jinks ! This is the attractive little bit between Huntingdon and St Ives, two surprisingly workmanlike towns in Cromwell/Major land. Wyton… Continue reading WYTON TIME
PRIDE DRINKING WELL IN EARITH SLUICE
Back home, a day’s rest before we finally charged up the campervan and took it out on an exciting Good Friday trip. Just up the road from Greater Waterbeach, but it’s a start. There’s a website that tells you where you can park your campervan overnight for nothing, as long as you don’t need electricity… Continue reading PRIDE DRINKING WELL IN EARITH SLUICE
“HE WAS ALRIGHT WHEN I LEFT HIM”
On to my final taxi duties with the BRAPA Bladder Bender from 3 November (yes, I’m that far behind) and only right I start with the Gents at the White Hart in Great Staughton. I’ve had the front seat of my Aygo forensically examined and can confirm the great man did make it, just, to… Continue reading “HE WAS ALRIGHT WHEN I LEFT HIM”
LITTLE GRANSDEN’S CHEQUERS – THE GUIDED TOUR
Pub No.2 on the BRAPA bender (for him, not me) was a bit special. Unexpectedly so, despite the Chequers’ 437 years in the Beer Guide, the legendary Fish & Chip Fridays and the announcement of its place in the CAMRA Pub of the Year finals. I’d been a couple of times and thought it was… Continue reading LITTLE GRANSDEN’S CHEQUERS – THE GUIDED TOUR
SEVEN PINTS LATER – BRAPA IN ST. NEOTS Part 1
Ain’t he cute ? Seven pints later, he looked like this; If that doesn’t put you off real ale, nothing will. Now you know the truth. I only give BRAPA lifts so I can plough the rich seam of blog material he leaves us. Not that I looked any more fresh-faced after two diet lemonades… Continue reading SEVEN PINTS LATER – BRAPA IN ST. NEOTS Part 1
