Two ticks by two thirty, and if I’d caught the tram along the coast I’d have been in St. Anne’s for four o’ clock for a third. But the duff map on the GBG app, and a long discussion about glasses in the Shipwreck meant I arrived at the tram stop 30 seconds too late… Continue reading BLACKPOOL – BUSES, BUNDY, (WOBBLY) BOB, BLOOMFIELD ROAD, BURSTING BLADDER
Tag: Lancashire
PIE, PEAS, PINT, PUNK IN CLEVELEYS
Next stop, Cleveleys, and retro punk festivals*, apparently. £50 to hear 60 year olds croak through “Peaches“, “Teenage Kicks” and “It’s A Mystery“. A fool and their money…. Your cash is far better spent on ticking pubs by the seaside. The Shipwreck Brewery Co had the added attraction of being marked on the wrong spot… Continue reading PIE, PEAS, PINT, PUNK IN CLEVELEYS
THE LAYTON ACES
Back in Blackpool, and a largely featureless walk from the (wrong) station to Cask in Layton. Not to be confused with Cask & Tap, Tap @299b or Ma Kelly’s Cask Emporium. While I’m on the route, I should apologise to any owls who were offended by the comparison of this stretch of wall on Talbot… Continue reading THE LAYTON ACES
A NERVY TRIP TO BLACKPOOL (NORTH)
Last Wednesday Blackpool Jane seemed to be in Wigan, contemplating jellyfish, so it was safe for me to head to Fylde for four, possibly five Lancashire ticks. A year ago I’d have driven to a cheap B & B in Bispham and stayed overnight. These days I’m letting the train provide the pain or whatever… Continue reading A NERVY TRIP TO BLACKPOOL (NORTH)
(GBG) BAR LICKED IN BARNOLDSWICK
Before I catch up on last Sunday’s trip to Lancashire’s clubland, I thought you’d like to see some of my highly prized blog comments. Sadly, none of the comments are from Greenland, so my blog view map still looks a bit forlorn at the top (or bottom, if you’re reading in the South Pole). In… Continue reading (GBG) BAR LICKED IN BARNOLDSWICK
PRIDE OF PRESTON
Six ticks on a Saturday, and a sensational set of steps; My professional work was done; But having paid a high marginal cost for the rail ticket I felt compelled to squeeze maximum value out of it, just like BRAPA would. A pre-emptive in Preston ? There’s always something new in Preston. Hopwoods Tap House… Continue reading PRIDE OF PRESTON
A BRIEF ENCOUNTER AT CARNFORTH
I’d have liked to have explored Grange-over-Sands, to see whether it really is a retirement village or the new hub of counter culture, but a delayed train arriving before my scheduled train (does that make sense ?) meant I could save half an hour and get to Preston 2 hours earlier than planned. And who… Continue reading A BRIEF ENCOUNTER AT CARNFORTH
RALPH’S WIFE’S AND THE RIBBLE ESTUARY
With Peaky Blinders opening early and Ralph’s Wife’s opening late (well, 16:00) I had time to do the tourist trail between Southport and South Preston. Bet you didn’t know there was a tourist trail, heh ? It’s worth visiting Churchtown’s Botanic Gardens just to admire the loos (20p, bring change, don’t tailgate). In 2021 the… Continue reading RALPH’S WIFE’S AND THE RIBBLE ESTUARY
A PLOUGHMAN’S LUNCH FOR THE PADIHAM WEAVERS
Still no GBG22 on my doorstep, and the two tickers who have received it are refusing to send me pics. Utterly despicable. I don’t expect as many new Guide entries (“churn”) as you usually get, the Covid limiting new openings and the ability of branch members to get around. The two newbies in Padiham are… Continue reading A PLOUGHMAN’S LUNCH FOR THE PADIHAM WEAVERS
BOYCE’S BARREL, A BURNLEY BEAUTY
The day after City’s 2-0 destruction of Burnley I was back on the edge of Pendle with Mrs RM, collecting two irritatingly elusive ticks 427 feet apart in textile centre Padiham. Rishi Sunak can’t tell Burnley and Bury apart (don’t lose sleep, they’re the same), but Rishi’s detractors on Twitter could never place Padiham (pop.… Continue reading BOYCE’S BARREL, A BURNLEY BEAUTY
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