Any excuse for some Kiwi/Polynesian pop/rap crossover. This was the tune that stuck in the brain after I popped back to the Royal, before realising I’d forgotten to get a Chinese takeaway. They don’t write them like that anymore. Weirdly, that track from 1996 (where were you in 1996 ?) was the most contemporary thing… Continue reading HOW BIZARRE – MORE MORECAMBE
Tag: Lancashire
GOLBORNE GOES FOR THE REVEREND
A terrific mix of pubs so far this year. Each time the new GBG “drops” (ugh) I’m amazed at how many traditional pubs enter the Guide. Unless you’re in Kent, when there are maximum size restrictions for new entrants to the good book, And it’s good to see Golborne follow Newton-le-Willows into the Guide with… Continue reading GOLBORNE GOES FOR THE REVEREND
“WAHEY” – TOP QUALITY IN BLACKPOOL
I’ve saved the best of Lancashire (on this trip, not ever, clearly) ’till last. Blackpool never disappoints, and gave us that winning combination of street art, great beer, squalor and drunken Accrington supporters on Saturday. Not for the first time, those Stanley fans (sans drummer) were the highlight of a trip north, unless you were… Continue reading “WAHEY” – TOP QUALITY IN BLACKPOOL
A FERRY FROM FLEETWOOD
Another League 1 promotion candidate to follow Bolton. I do hope the 26,000 folk of Fleetwood realise the achievement of Uwe Rösler and the team in guaranteeing a Play-Off place. That’s a bit like a small East Midlands team winning the Premiership by ten points. We took the slow train out to Fleetwood Ferry from Blackpool… Continue reading A FERRY FROM FLEETWOOD
CHORLEY – BOB, BISCUITS & BASS MIRRORS
We stopped in Chorley Market for Chorley cakes, as you do. They’re not as good as Eccles cakes, if I’m honest, but I didn’t say that while I was there. Don’t get me wrong. The baked goods are reason enough to dodge the endless amateur cyclists on the road from Euxton. The lady here sold me… Continue reading CHORLEY – BOB, BISCUITS & BASS MIRRORS
DO THE CONTINENTAL
The second of my Pride of Preston posts (their TIC should use that one) revisits a real hero(ine), and an iconic pub. But first, Preston. As lovely as ever, even if we never actually found the retirement flats Mrs RM had been exploring on-line. The fairy lights along Fishergate looked new, and of course there’s… Continue reading DO THE CONTINENTAL
PRESTON – SEEING THE LIZARDS IN THE BLACK HORSE
“What have you been writing about me NOW ?” screamed Mrs RM as we set off down the A59. I’d forgot she very occasionally reads this stuff. So, by way of correction, can I say that Mrs RM was walking at a perfectly brisk pace yesterday, as you need to be when trudging through a field of… Continue reading PRESTON – SEEING THE LIZARDS IN THE BLACK HORSE
MORECAMBE – JAM JARS WITH HANDLES
Another emergency post to meet the tourist needs of Gareth, who is clearly escaping to the right side of the Pennines for a break. Morecambe was our family trip from Preston yesterday, £23 being a third of the price of a trek into the Lakes. That’s the best thing about Morecambe; you get the views… Continue reading MORECAMBE – JAM JARS WITH HANDLES
UP TO BONGS, DOWN TO LEIGH
There really is only one place to start a new year, and that’s Tyldesley, not least among Wigan‘s beautiful necklace of towns. It helps if you were tucked up with cocoa by 9pm on New Year’s Eve. Elliot Street was beautifully embellished with the remnants of a New Years Eve clearly celebrated with Holts and kebabs, judging… Continue reading UP TO BONGS, DOWN TO LEIGH
LEYLAND MOTORS ON
Another year, another train to Leyland, another chance to be surprised at how big this town is. 35,000 people and I’m certain only 4 people in Cambridgeshire (3 of them farmers) could place it on the map. We took our children to the commercial vehicle museum once, back in the days when children could be fobbed… Continue reading LEYLAND MOTORS ON
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