These are the days of our lives. Or they were, before the in-laws turned up for fourteen (14) days, making the pandemic seem like a holiday in Hull (mmm). While the rest of the country caught the last train for the coast on Bank Holiday Monday, I headed for a Nottinghamshire mining village on the… Continue reading WHY DOES IT NEVER RAINWORTH ON ME ?
One of the highpoints of the Pub Ticker’s Year today. The “pub” with opening hours set specifically to thwart your visit. Compared to the Well in Woodhouse, the Rock & Roll Brew House I did last week is a doddle. They’re both open a grand total of ten hours a week*, with the Well settling on; Thursday… Continue reading A WINDOW OF OPPORTUNITY IN MANSFIELD WOODHOUSE