We arrived back in Manchester from Malaga just after 20:00. I’d once again saved £9 by not sitting with Mrs RM. She said she’d have paid £90 not to sit with me. Despite it taking 15 minutes for Mrs RM to disembark the plane, and 10 to clear passport control, we actually made the Welsh… Continue reading BACK IN BLIGHTY, BITBURGER BEATS BITTER
Tag: Manchester
OVER THE IRWELL
No new GBG entries to tick in Manchester, of course, but a slew of brewery Tap houses offering pizza and burgers to tempt that lads away from the Northern Quarter before Thursday’s gig at the Uni. I was actually tempted to walk through Spinningfields* by the appearance of a Rise Pizza food cart outside the… Continue reading OVER THE IRWELL
TOP 100 PUBS – CITY ARMS, MANCHESTER
Back to Manchester on Thursday for a haircut and a gig with James. Much less depressing than football at the moment. Blackpool Jane will never know the pain of only being six (6) points ahead of the Scouse having played a game more and with a six-pointer to come. We’ll struggle to stay up. While… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – CITY ARMS, MANCHESTER
“We never win at home and we never win away…”
Still 90 minutes till the late kick-off at the Etihad; the weather in Manchester had improved since I’d arrived (funny that) as I left the Lass O’ Gowrie for student-land. There are approximately 37,577 different routes to take to get to the Etihad, and I chose the one that went past the famous Vimto statue.… Continue reading “We never win at home and we never win away…”
WONDER IN MANCHESTER, WOE AT THE WANDERERS
Blimey. A post on last night’s mini adventure. I’m not used to be up-to-date. After a trip to the dentist in Sheffield (I’d swallowed a crown, very costly) I scooted over the Snake Pass to Manchester for a hair cut. I once met a Hi Fi dealer in Wilmslow who’d driven to Birmingham just to… Continue reading WONDER IN MANCHESTER, WOE AT THE WANDERERS
PIE & PINT & THREE (3) POINTS
Right there. That’s my next avatar. Perhaps I’ve used it already. But which pub am I passing, Dave ? THAT is the question. Here’s another clue; Two pints before a game is never a good idea, I detest those people who go to the loo during a match, so I head for the Etihad, only… Continue reading PIE & PINT & THREE (3) POINTS
THE EARLY KICK-OFF
Greetings from Southampton Airport Premier Inn, where I’ve put my foot down and SHAN’T go down to reception and ask for more coffee and milk for the 5th time on this trip. A week ago Mrs RM was sleeping off a Jaipur-induced hangover so I made the 9:20 trip to Manchester alone, promising her a… Continue reading THE EARLY KICK-OFF
PSG ARE IN TOWN. I’M IN SWINTON.
I stayed in Manchester (well, Eccles) on Wednesday night, the night that Messi, Neymar and Mbappé came to town. But I didn’t watch City put the moneybags French in their place, instead letting Matt and James have the two tickets my season ticket allows me. I’ve seen Messi three times anyway, and I’d rather have… Continue reading PSG ARE IN TOWN. I’M IN SWINTON.
SALUTE THE SALUTATION
Sunday saw an epic fail in my attempt to tick the Salutation in Manchester studentville, but 3 days later I got another chance to make some inroads into Manchester GBG-land. After an 11am haircut from Matt, and an admiring glance at the never-ending developments in the southern heart of the city, I stood patiently outside… Continue reading SALUTE THE SALUTATION
IN WHICH MY YOUNGER SON MAKES THE RIGHT PUB DECISION
I’ve really enjoyed the Marble Arch over the years, and it seems Matthew has as well since moving to Manchester as he suggested it for our pre-match catch up. What good taste he has. One of these says we’ll do the Glamorous. Has anyone been ? Is there Squid? It’s hard to appreciate the Marble… Continue reading IN WHICH MY YOUNGER SON MAKES THE RIGHT PUB DECISION
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