“Tell them about the haggis cigars” said no-one ever. So I’ll tell you about the haggis cigars in an otherwise unremarkable pub in the Lothians, (something to do with Marillion, I think). You CAN’T actually smoke them, and smoking is wrong, but hunting haggi is fine, apparently. It was so unremarkable a GBG pub I… Continue reading HAGGIS CIGARS CALLING, THE LOTHIANS HAVE FALLEN
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BELHAVEN ON THE ROCKS
Contrary to popular belief, I don’t do this blog just to keep Russ out of trouble, keeping him indoors drafting “witty” responses. Writing this rubbish is therapeutic, apparently, and trying to match photos to scruffy notes and construct a narrative invigorating. Next up, Dunbar. Yes, the Dunbar just visited by Duncan. A short day trip… Continue reading BELHAVEN ON THE ROCKS
HADDINGTON HANDWASH HORROR
Six days spent in Melrose over the last two weeks with the estimable Mrs RM has proved just enough to finish the Scottish Borders and Lothians, my first “foreign” GBG counties. More than that, it’s enabled me to visit places I’d only read about excitedly in books (well, the GBG). Like Prestonpans. And Haddington. But… Continue reading HADDINGTON HANDWASH HORROR
DALKEITH – BUD LIGHT THRU’ A STRAW
More repressed retiredmartin childhood memories today. These posts don’t write themselves, and a week on the road gives you little time to catch up, as Simon is no doubt finding out after his Bucks/Southampton epic crawl. A week on the road with a fellow traveller also gives you rather more material, as well as photos,… Continue reading DALKEITH – BUD LIGHT THRU’ A STRAW
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