Yes, new cover stars for our penultimate Preston post. Note the Two Mudgies (BBC 4, Thursdays, 1.30am) discussing the pronunciation of Thwaites. Reaching the inevitable climax now, we headed back toward the market and, er, the Market. Whether the Market Tavern or Tap, I care not. Well, I’m going with what it says on the… Continue reading JOHN SMITH’S AND JESSIE’S GIRL
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THE STRAWBERRY THIEF
No, not Matthew. The wallpaper (apparently). I rejoined the Preston Craft Advance Group in the Moorbrook after checking in to my trusty Premier Inn, narrowly resisting the urge to sleep till Saturday. My formal visit to the Moorbrook must have been just before I started this blog in late 2015, and somehow I did it… Continue reading THE STRAWBERRY THIEF
PRESTON : FROM FRANKFURT TO FLEETWOOD VIA FISHERGATE
Back from Chorley Thursday night back in Manchester was one of the worst in my life. And I’ve spent New Year’s Eve in Maidenhead. You’ll remember I was helping to settle young Matt in during his week in the Big City, sharing a room at Ibis Budget on the edge of Ancoats. That Thursday night,… Continue reading PRESTON : FROM FRANKFURT TO FLEETWOOD VIA FISHERGATE
99 RED BALLOONS
Last pub of the night, before a deeply unsatisfactory Chinese takeaway and restless nights sleep on Blackpool Road. Ah, the Plungington. Never heard of it. Just past the Princess Alice, but a million miles away in every other respect, you could almost be in Fulwood. The menu was the giveaway we’d found Preston’s only… Continue reading 99 RED BALLOONS
WARMING UP IN PROUD PRESTON
“Are we in Preston yet ?” said the excited boy to his mum as the train passed Garstang, which really deserves its own stop now it’s got a new Guide entry. It was understandable that the young lad was in a state of frenzy as we pulled into the City of Dreams, even in the… Continue reading WARMING UP IN PROUD PRESTON
THE REVITALISATION WILL NOT BE TELEVISED
Next up, a bit of a minor classic. Though I suspect I’m alone in thinking this. Into “real” Preston, not far from the Wetherspoons wherein resides the nation’s most awesome beer blogger. Here seen in a Proper Pub. I’d have popped in one of Matthew’s favoured craft emporia to say hello, but I’d only decided… Continue reading THE REVITALISATION WILL NOT BE TELEVISED
POSH PRESTON
When Mrs RM and I started exploring the country in the early ’90s (pre-Beer Guide ticking), we spent a lot of time just off the A6 in farmhouse B&Bs, in those grim times before Premier Inns were invented. Back in the day, we became quite acquainted with the area between Preston and the majestic… Continue reading POSH PRESTON
DO THE CONTINENTAL
The second of my Pride of Preston posts (their TIC should use that one) revisits a real hero(ine), and an iconic pub. But first, Preston. As lovely as ever, even if we never actually found the retirement flats Mrs RM had been exploring on-line. The fairy lights along Fishergate looked new, and of course there’s… Continue reading DO THE CONTINENTAL
PRESTON – SEEING THE LIZARDS IN THE BLACK HORSE
“What have you been writing about me NOW ?” screamed Mrs RM as we set off down the A59. I’d forgot she very occasionally reads this stuff. So, by way of correction, can I say that Mrs RM was walking at a perfectly brisk pace yesterday, as you need to be when trudging through a field of… Continue reading PRESTON – SEEING THE LIZARDS IN THE BLACK HORSE
AN ALTERNATIVE PRESTON
I wrote about my love for Preston and its wonderful pubs in September, without prompting any noticeable surge in house prices there. You may also be aware of Preston through the eyes of the See the Lizards blog, an advert for the inspirational qualities of the Moorbrook (http://seeingthelizards.blogspot.co.uk). The city has plenty of unpretentious boozers to accompany your pie on… Continue reading AN ALTERNATIVE PRESTON
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