Mrs RM and I will have been married 30 years in June. I would say “celebrate” 30 years of marriage, but as you know I only celebrate one day annually, and anyway neither of us have remembered the date for several years. In the earliest days of wedded bliss I put a strain on the… Continue reading BACK ONCE AGAIN TO THE JEMMY HIRST
Tag: Landlord
WALT WHITMAN AND THE FIRBECK BOOK OF KNOWLEDGE
Culture you say ? retiredmartin has culture. Even in the vast wilderness between Rotherham, Worksop and Doncaster. There’s practically ZERO new GBG ticks within 90 minutes of me now, so I’m exploring the local(ish) area. I hadn’t been to Firbeck since that Spring of 2001 when I brought Sis and my (then) brother-in-law up to… Continue reading WALT WHITMAN AND THE FIRBECK BOOK OF KNOWLEDGE
WHITELOCK’S
I mentioned yesterday the problem with rail travel, the urge it creates to fill in time between trains with a rushed extra pub visit (See: BRAPA, every Saturday night). And so it was on the way back from Harrogate to Sheffield that I found myself having to kill 44 minutes in Leeds without an obvious… Continue reading WHITELOCK’S
WHATEVER HAPPENED TO THE TAP & SPILES ?
My second Harrogate tick (there’s 11 in the new GBG) was arguably pointless. The Tap on Tower Street was in the Guide as a Tap & Spile a decade or so ago so those who abide by the Paisley Pronouncements on Pubbing would consider it ticked. But I’d paid for my train ticket, fancied a… Continue reading WHATEVER HAPPENED TO THE TAP & SPILES ?
TOP 100 PUBS – VICTORIA, LINCOLN
Have I done this one before ? Wouldn’t surprise me. Pauline nearly guessed right, I did look in the window of the Strugglers, named after the ascent from the Wetherspoons to the pubs at the top of the hill. Sadly staff illness had scuppered what look like a good trading day. Such is a publican’s… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – VICTORIA, LINCOLN
PARTY TIME IN LEYBURN
The Spreadsheet issue wore me out, so I’ve got to crack on with the travel posts now, and remind you where we’d got to on the Great Northern Campervan Tickathon a fortnight ago. Stop H takes us to Leyburn, where Mrs RM expertly parks up at a space in the market place offering 30 minutes… Continue reading PARTY TIME IN LEYBURN
TO BILLINGHAM, TO FINISH DURHAM
I clearly need a break; I must complain to the Pub Tickers Union. The blog titles have gone to pot of late, my crack team failing to come up with a suitable, “R” rated name for a post featuring THIS; It’s no wonder BRAPA is now within 4 Twitter followers of me (1,344 v 1,340);… Continue reading TO BILLINGHAM, TO FINISH DURHAM
PIE + PEAS + PALE
One thing I’ll say about my octogenarian in-laws (Day 13 of 14 complete); they’re doing a better job of saving our pubs than the folk on Beer Twitter whining about sexism and safe distancing at the moment. Not only have they been to a Sheffield pub nearly every day we’ve met them; they’ve also been… Continue reading PIE + PEAS + PALE
THE ☀ AND THE ☔
More real time blogging, as I visit Waterbeach as the local team sits on the verge of promotion at half time. I’d probably have been up the Abbey Stadium now, asking the bloke in the Habbin “Who’s that No. 9?” and “What colours are we.” But football is being played without fans, which is #pointless,… Continue reading THE ☀ AND THE ☔
(BEER) TERRACE TRENT DERBY
I hope the return of BRAPA to the big league of pub blogging will see more famous titles like “Well Past My Selby Date”. I expect Simon has been looking to use a Terence Trent D’arby reference since 1991, when TTD released the seminal “Neither Fish Nor Flesh“, which I am staggered to see Discogs… Continue reading (BEER) TERRACE TRENT DERBY
retiredmartin 