MY WILTSHIRE WOES (and not being “funky, fashionable and glamorous” isn’t one of them)

Mrs RM is determined to help me round my remaining 334 GBG ticks so that I can accompany her to places that don’t have “dingy Old Men’s pubs“. She means you, Bridgwater. We turned our attentions to Wiltshire, and Mrs RM hovered patiently in the Co-op while I popped in the Hop Kettle, a place… Continue reading MY WILTSHIRE WOES (and not being “funky, fashionable and glamorous” isn’t one of them)