As I said at the start of this blog, its main purpose is to lets Mrs RM know where I am when she can’t be bothered to look at the calendar. And to reach an uneasy peace on the use of possessive apostrophes, of course. But I would also be thrilled if I could persuade a few… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – THE NOTTINGHAM HOUSE, CLEETHORPES
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CLEETHORPES PART 2 – BOOGIE NIGHTS
It was a struggle to leave the No.2 Refreshment Rooms, so being chased out of the ladies loos was probably a blessing in disguise. I can’t imagine what goes on in the ladies in the No.1 Pub, a wearying 20 seconds Stomp away (see what I did there Dave ?). The No.1 wasn’t great when… Continue reading CLEETHORPES PART 2 – BOOGIE NIGHTS
CLEETHORPES – A THRILLER (PART 1)
I’d been waiting a long time for a reason to return to Cleethorpes, a town I’d never been to when the sun came out. In sympathy to local sensibilities, I’m going to try to refrain from mentioning G*****y in this post; it’s bad enough to have your town marketed under a “Greater Grimsby” banner by… Continue reading CLEETHORPES – A THRILLER (PART 1)
BUT IS IT A PUB ?
I was delighted to read recently that the good landlords of Melsonby and Aigburth had randomly changed their opening hours to deny fellow GBG-completists Simon and Duncan the chance to finish North Yorkshire and Merseyside recently. They can see what a finished county looks like above; Lincolnshire looks splendid in pink. The Hare & Hounds… Continue reading BUT IS IT A PUB ?
LINCOLN’S UPHILL PATH TO CRAFT
Beer talk bores me, but I have been amused by the reaction to Richard Coldwell’s excellent series of posts on his Craft Beer box. Mrs RM clearly has impeccable judgement anyway, but her perception of “craft” as stuff not on hand-pump, often chilled and normally strong is pretty much mine. One of these days she’ll… Continue reading LINCOLN’S UPHILL PATH TO CRAFT
THE 9 O’CLOCK RUSH IN GRANTHAM
I set off for the launch of the CAMRA Heritage Pubs guide in Preston this morning, but got no further than Grantham. My chosen hotel (not I hope a euphemism) had been trashed last night, and Preston seems to be full tonight (at least for tightwads like me). So I recovered over four cups of coffee… Continue reading THE 9 O’CLOCK RUSH IN GRANTHAM
CHAPEL ST LEONARD’S GOLDEN HOUR
I have a battered Philip Navigator that records my travels with a pink pen. After completing all the entries in a current Beer Guide, I aim to travel all the roads in England. There’s a bit of work to do in east Lincs, as this excerpt shows; I haven’t been to Skegness since I bought the… Continue reading CHAPEL ST LEONARD’S GOLDEN HOUR
BARTON-UPON-HUMBER
The great 1 July Pub observation moved on to Barton-upon-Humber, in search of pub games, political banter and weird clothing. It drew another blank. I held high hopes for Barton (A Town With A Past — And A Future™), which has always seemed a place apart. It’s home to one of the UKs great pub commentators (see… Continue reading BARTON-UPON-HUMBER
PUB OBSERVATION IN EPWORTH
I quite like the initiative by Boak and Bailey to record for posterity in detail the workings of a pub today, though frankly a read of Simon Everitt’s blog is probably all that future generations need (a thick skin will help of course). No chance of me sticking strictly to the B&B template though. I’ve never… Continue reading PUB OBSERVATION IN EPWORTH
SOUTH WITHAM’S BLUE COW – AN A1 STOP
Middlesbrough is only a three hour drive from Cambridge. Speaking to folk here you’d think it was a different country or something. It takes two hours to get to Blakeney on the Norfolk coast. Some members of our family can’t last three hours though, and need a stop on the A1. I wrote last year… Continue reading SOUTH WITHAM’S BLUE COW – AN A1 STOP
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