Well, at least I now had one tick to take home from Lockdown Eve, even if the terror alert brought an abrupt halt to the day (it didn’t). On to Borough, as I entered a 3rd hour of walking (1:30 at retiredmartin pace). I stopped to admire a child playing with one of the dolphins… Continue reading KEG COMFORT IN BOROUGH
Tag: London pubs
HANGING AROUND – WAPPING WRAPPED
“Enough of the walking, give us a pub !” I hear you cry. Here it is; Bit of a beauty, and I can’t believe I haven’t been in the Prospect of Whitby before, having wandered round Wapping a few times. Having set off from King’s Cross at 10.10 last Wednesday Google Maps had told me… Continue reading HANGING AROUND – WAPPING WRAPPED
“And the whisper room that winds around St Paul’s”
“And the lights on the bridgeWilliam Blake and the gridAnd the whisper room that winds around Saint Paul’sSir John Soane, found me in his parlor all aloneWeeping at the beauty of it all“Maria McKee, Right Down To The Heart Of London, 2020 When Lockdown hit hard in March I turned to my melancholia for comfort,… Continue reading “And the whisper room that winds around St Paul’s”
THE PEMBURY
You left me in Motspur Park, (F) which at least I can tell my children I’ve seen now. Wiki tells me the area has had two famous residents; Nigel Winterburn and George Clinton. Nigel apparently played maracas on the video for “Do fries go with that shake ?“. Anyway, too exciting for me, so I… Continue reading THE PEMBURY
KING OF THE MANOR (PARK) – MY FIRST E12 GBG TICK
All-day gigs test your patience, don’t they ? I managed the lovely Winnie Raedler and Stoner at the Roundhouse before deciding I needed a walk and a tick. Or two. Let’s finish East London, shall we ? Overground to Stratford, past the craft enclave of Hackney Wick, then underground to Leyton. The Hammers are playing… Continue reading KING OF THE MANOR (PARK) – MY FIRST E12 GBG TICK
“She’s down in the dumps, she lives on Holloway Road”
Decent WiFi in Dunkeld last night after a great haggis supper, so let’s crack on with my Friday night is music night trip to That There London. Just time before a remarkable gig by Amber Arcades at Oxford Circus to do my last two North London GBG20 ticks, which is paltry when you think about… Continue reading “She’s down in the dumps, she lives on Holloway Road”
GHERKINS & FIRKINS
After Spoons on the Mall, I made a critical mistake. “Shall we walk along Embankment to the Tower, my dear* ?” Mrs RM seemed enthusiastic, but I’d forgotten the law of “inappropriate footwear“, which dictates that the person you’re walking with will never be wearing the right shoes. Even an excellent tea in the Hare… Continue reading GHERKINS & FIRKINS
RUSSIAN BEER TASTERS IN THE MALL
Quite a contrast between Box Hill and Whitehall, where I was meeting Mrs RM for tea beer. What a wonderful sight London is these days. At Victoria I admired the eponymous theatre, currently showing “Hamilton”, a musical about the disallowed Everton goal in the 1977 FA Cup Semi Final. I met Mrs RM at… Continue reading RUSSIAN BEER TASTERS IN THE MALL
THE BUCKINGHAM ARMS – A PASSPORT TO GBG IMMORTALITY
I’m meeting Simon in Belper on Saturday (#PrayForRetiredMartin), and no doubt we will reflect on recent pubbing experiences. Last time we met, down in Dorset, he’d just completed the Famous Five GBG ever-presents at Worth Matravers, treating it with his usual lack of reverence. It’s three years since I last did the FF, and I’d… Continue reading THE BUCKINGHAM ARMS – A PASSPORT TO GBG IMMORTALITY
RAKING OVER MRS RM’S DAY
Only one more post before I get to tell you about the CAMRA AGM and how Stafford Paul and I defeated the “broccoli amendment” (long story). First, my emotional reunion with Mrs RM, after my exhausting day ticking in Surrey and her more leisurely exertions fixing IT in New Cross. In order to get back… Continue reading RAKING OVER MRS RM’S DAY
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