Back on t’tram, or whatever it’s called, and a jolly stretch along the North Tyne back towards the Toon. Before jumping off at Chillingham Road. Newcastle feels vast when you’re on the tram. And Chillingham Road, the main drag of studenty Heaton, feels like a different world compared to Byker lying below it. A police… Continue reading HEATON EYEFULS
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METRO MAN MAKES IT TO MONKSEATON
Durham in the bag, I reached base camp at 13:30. The Premier Inn just south of Newcastle Airport is your perfect £40 location from which to mop up Tyne & Wear AND that irritating Northumberland straggler a mile over the border in Ponteland. £5.40 for a Metro all-day ticket which will take you from airport… Continue reading METRO MAN MAKES IT TO MONKSEATON
A PERSIAN BREAKFAST AT THE MOULIN ROUGE
Sunday morning in Newcastle. Just time for a local breakfast and then head home to Sheffield, a phrase which still doesn’t quite seem real. The west side along the A186 to Benwell has a touch of Hagley Road or Salford Crescent or ihe Wicker about it; lively, historic, good for lunch and bad for pubs.… Continue reading A PERSIAN BREAKFAST AT THE MOULIN ROUGE
DODGING THE DOGS AND DOGGERS IN GOSFORTH
If the economy can recover post-pub Lockdown as quickly as my blog views, all will be well. Clearly, you folk want to read about open pubs rather than 1960s football and Fed Edge thatch. Me too. The trip to Blyth was a joy, and not just for the Doom Bar in a Spoons at… Continue reading DODGING THE DOGS AND DOGGERS IN GOSFORTH
GEORDIE BOYS, TICKING JOYS
“He’s not really going to do EIGHT Tyneside posts, is he ?” you ask. Dunno. Depends if they all produce enough photos to eke out a storyline. You can never tire of the Tyne, surely ? I can get a little tired of the micros behind the station, but that’s as much because I get… Continue reading GEORDIE BOYS, TICKING JOYS
NEWCASTLE Life – CRAFTWORK, METALCORE
I finished our latest trip to Newcastle “on a crafty tip”. Mrs RM had been doing the cultural thing, shopping for clothes in chain stores, and needed a quick drink after her effort to save the Tyneside economy single-handed. We had 28 minutes before the next train, so I generously picked the closest Beer Guide… Continue reading NEWCASTLE Life – CRAFTWORK, METALCORE
THAT INADVISABLE 4th PINT
I’m delighted that regular commenter Mark Crilley is receiving recognition for his enthusiasm for proper pubs. Notably in the latest column from Roger Protz (here). Of particular interest is the news that Mark is planning a story whereby an America teenager on holiday in England sets out to sabotage BRAPA pub visits* Mark is… Continue reading THAT INADVISABLE 4th PINT
TRAIN DELAYED AT NEWCASTLE CENTRAL
Before I start, I should sympathise with the folk who didn’t get a drink on Friday night. Some of Mrs RM’s Scottish colleagues have apparently found pubs round Edinbugh Waverley shut entirely, denting shares in Tennents. No such trauma in Newcastle, though the centre looked a little less crowded as folk decided not to rely… Continue reading TRAIN DELAYED AT NEWCASTLE CENTRAL
STRAWBERRY IN THE SNOW
Not only did I make it to Newcastle, I reckon 3 hrs 45 from Cambridge might be a record, so I reckon Si is right about a lot of fuss about nothing over the Beast. Sadly, Mrs RM chose not to join me on the temperamental Metro to the centre, put off by the… Continue reading STRAWBERRY IN THE SNOW
GATESHEAD’S PUB BUSKERS
As you’ll know, all the best bits of Newcastle are actually in Seaton Sluice. But Gateshead has its attractions too, including some of the darkest, scariest roads outside of Harare (but better pub windows). I was too early to make the BALTIC cutting-edge Christmas ceramics workshop, so had to make do with a couple of new… Continue reading GATESHEAD’S PUB BUSKERS
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