February 2025. Mossley (pronounced Mossley). I’d promised Matt lunch in Mossley, but while it’s a good pub town it’s not one for the gourmand, or even two blokes after a chip butty/bap/cob. Not on Sunday, anyway. Luckily, we had 28 minutes before the train back to Platform 1, Piccadilly, just time for pizza in the… Continue reading PRETZELS, CHOCOLATE AND TIGER RUT. A RETURN TO MOSSLEY’S GILLERY
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CRYSTAL PEAKS
28 September 2022. ANOTHER day in Sheffield. ANOTHER escape attempt to avoid gardening (I’m sure there was a skip outside our house permanently in September). It was odd having no (zero, 0) GBG pubs left to do, but there’s plenty of boozers left in Greater Sheffield, and a Supertram to take you there; Only the… Continue reading CRYSTAL PEAKS
THIS MARTIN’S GONE TO MARTIN
Almost a Pixies song title. Advice to young bloggers. If your pictures are really dull, just stick a picture of a pub cat at the top. Works every time. Aptly, Martin was very dull. Yes, never mind Chatteris and March, I’m out in the real Fens, even if it isn’t called that. An hour from… Continue reading THIS MARTIN’S GONE TO MARTIN
LINCS LICKED UNDER THE SCUNNY SUN
One instinctively knows that BRAPA will have great fun with blog titles when he eventually gets to North Lincolnshire. I finished the county at Owston Ferry, in what’s commonly known as “the posh bit twixt Donny and Scunny“, if only in the sense you’ll see the odd person on horseback and a depressing lack of… Continue reading LINCS LICKED UNDER THE SCUNNY SUN
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