CASK BEATS THE HEATWAVE IN MACC’S REDWILLOW

July 2025. Macclesfield. An overnighter in Sutton Hall just south of Macclesfield, where the rain stopped for only the second time since 1988. The walk into town along the canal towpath was pleasant, and gave Mrs RM welcome respite from those Sheffield hills. The problem was the pubs, far too many of them, and it… Continue reading CASK BEATS THE HEATWAVE IN MACC’S REDWILLOW

TICKING ON THE MACCLESFIELD CANAL

July 2025. Gurnett. Macclesfield. “Gurnett ? Never heard of it“. Neither had I before the new GBG introduced Ye Olde King’s Head to the world. I’d fancied coming here on the Old Codgers Macclesfield Meander last month, with it just a mile south along the canal, but the company from the Two Mudge(i)es and Frome… Continue reading TICKING ON THE MACCLESFIELD CANAL

ROBBIES IN MACCLESFIELD

June 2025. Macclesfield. Apologies for the absence of a blog post yesterday, due to a combination of family drama, 30 degree heat and Blackpool Jane’s punishing Newcastle pub schedule. Two more from an excellent Friday session in Macclesfield, a reminder how much enjoyment can be had by putting your phone away and just talking to… Continue reading ROBBIES IN MACCLESFIELD

GAINSBOROUGH TRINITY v MACCLESFIELD – ROBBIE SAVAGE’S WHITE COAT

January 2025. Gainsborough. Another month, another dose of non-league football, the perfect respite from the grind of funeral planning and powers of attorney. Non-league comes in many forms, of course, from the 7th tier semi-pros of Hastings and Macclesfield to the amateurs of Manchester City, whose season ticket prices my occasional seat at the Etihad… Continue reading GAINSBOROUGH TRINITY v MACCLESFIELD – ROBBIE SAVAGE’S WHITE COAT

“Let there be light”. Or at least Old Tom. But there wasn’t.

December 2023. Macclesfield. Barely a mile between these eight (8) pubs on the Old Codgers Macclesfield pub crawl (sorry, “curated hostelry exploration”, which frankly is a bit disappointing as it’s the street art and underpasses that make a place. Our penultimate pub was barely 3 minutes jog across the A523 (Paul Mudge speed), and the… Continue reading “Let there be light”. Or at least Old Tom. But there wasn’t.

A PINT OF BASS IN FRONT OF A ROARING FIRE. THE JOLLY SAILOR, MACCLESFIELD

December 2023. Macclesfield. Pub No. 6/7/4 (delete as appropriate) on the Old Codger Day Out in Macclesfield, as we reach the highlight (H for highlight on the map). Two years ago I didn’t even know the Jolly Sailor was a Bass shrine, and now it’s in the Top 20, if I’m honest, as much because… Continue reading A PINT OF BASS IN FRONT OF A ROARING FIRE. THE JOLLY SAILOR, MACCLESFIELD

A.O.R. AFTERNOON IN MACCLESFIELD QUEENS

December 2023. Macclesfield. Part of the Old Codgers Proper Day Out in Macclesfield (I’m their youthful chaperone) and a return to the trad family boozers that codgers treasure. The Queens Hotel has that stately look that Holt pubs often impart; it’s the first building you come across leaving the station though frankly I can only… Continue reading A.O.R. AFTERNOON IN MACCLESFIELD QUEENS