Mrs RM is determined to see me finish the GBG this year, so I can do something useful like sort the garden out. She can dream. I’d been putting my last Lancashire tick in Heysham off, hoping to do the Bookmakers before a 2:15 am sailing to the Isle of Man. But Mrs RM HATES… Continue reading LANCASHIRE HAS FALLEN
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PIZZA IN PRESTON
No idea what that Squid Games art decorating the wall of the Northern Way in Preston is about, but it’s rather impressive. But I decided that with 40 minutes in town before the train home I was better off in a Proper Proud Preston Pub, and what more proper than a Spoons ? The Greyfriar… Continue reading PIZZA IN PRESTON
ON THE BUSES – GREATER PRESTON SPECIAL
Jane’s post last month laid down a marker with a corned beef bagel; I have no answer to that. She also set out some simple instructions to get the best deal on the buses (probably) which I completely ignored because I’d already done four pubs. When I asked about a ticket that would allow me… Continue reading ON THE BUSES – GREATER PRESTON SPECIAL
From South Shore into St. Anne’s
You left me jumping off the Number 7 Cleveleys – St Annes in need of the sea somewhere near Blackpool FC. “Taylor’s Law” says that the more desperate you are for a wee, the less likely there is to be a public toilet or unattended scrubland. Anyway, I clearly found somewhere, and then trudged to… Continue reading From South Shore into St. Anne’s
BLACKPOOL – BUSES, BUNDY, (WOBBLY) BOB, BLOOMFIELD ROAD, BURSTING BLADDER
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
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
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