“We’re no stranger to ticks. You know the rules and so do I”

I asked the ticket inspector if I could break my journey home in Newton-le-Willows. “It don’t bother me, mate” he said, in that charming Woollyback lilt. I knew you could, bit I always get a bit freaked out when your journey involves multiple train companies.  But no-one cares. Except Tom Irvine. And not many care… Continue reading “We’re no stranger to ticks. You know the rules and so do I”

TOP 100 BASS PUBS – THE MAGAZINE HOTEL, NEW BRIGHTON

22 December 2019 This post marks the eighteenth consecutive blog entry to shamelessly milk my birthday (22 December), only sixty short of the Pub blogging record (Source : Guinness Extra Cold). The Magazine doesn’t really need a “best Bass pub” qualifier, particularly as my Top 100 has now reached 236. Not many people are aware… Continue reading TOP 100 BASS PUBS – THE MAGAZINE HOTEL, NEW BRIGHTON

“It’s all a dream, an illusion now” – The Wonder of Wallasey

I’m home from my epic crawl round the UK now. The new A14 bypass did the job. After a week away, even Mrs RM may be pleased to see me (EDIT : She is, I brought flowers).  Matt is cutting James’ hair in the kitchen, all is peace and harmony. I bet you’re expecting me… Continue reading “It’s all a dream, an illusion now” – The Wonder of Wallasey

ALLERTON, TAKE OFF YOUR PARTY DRESS

Well, well. As they say in Liverpool (and possibly Cambridge). Ten days after conspicuous failure to finish Merseyside from my Bootle base, I was back in Allerton having another go.  Again I did a little circuit from the mysterious Wavertree Technology Park (they made Jurgen Klopp’s smile there), and this time it worked perfectly.  … Continue reading ALLERTON, TAKE OFF YOUR PARTY DRESS