Mrs RM reminds me that we moved north to have trips into the Peaks on our doorstep, and last Friday we set off on the A57 Snake Pass to walk Kinder Scout get a GBG tick after a modest walk in the hills. Parked up east of town, an hour’s walk along the edge of… Continue reading OLD GLOSSOP, NEW GLOSSOP
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MALDON MAGIC
So, here’s the answer to your estuary Essex Guess the Pub. It’s……………… Tolleshunt D’arcy, named after Darcy Lapier (who ? – Ed), who famously shared a boyfriend (J-C VD) with Kylie, but is more famous for the White House Farm murders recently dramatized for Netflix. Quite why Netflix can’t dramatize something cuddly the meeting of… Continue reading MALDON MAGIC
GUESS THE PUB GOES ESTUARY ESSEX
My virtual trip to the pub today is a bit easier than the last couple, because you’ve had a hard week and deserve a gimmie. Oh look, some estuary. Doesn’t narrow it down, but I bet Etu has some hi-tech software that can identify it from that bit of map. A village with an apostrophe… Continue reading GUESS THE PUB GOES ESTUARY ESSEX
WELLINGBOROUGH WOBBLING
You left me in Wellingborough, you sods, contemplating my fate in a second new Guide pub in an otherwise unremarkable Midlands town (don’t start arguing with me, it’s Midlands). Would it be another 10 pump ale shrine like the Coach & Horses so beloved of Alan Winfield, a brewery tap selling undrinkable beers from a… Continue reading WELLINGBOROUGH WOBBLING
LE67
BeerMat, who knows these things, tells us that Pfeffel has been in Coalville this week. We don’t know whether he found time for a Doom Bar in the Monkey Walk or a Pedi in the home of the UK’s most infamous golliwog. Legally, I should leave LE67 to BeerMat., who has exclusive rights to sell… Continue reading LE67
CHELMSFORD – SWEARING ON THE WID
17th February 2020 WARNING : ESSEX On Monday night I met up with friends on the edge of Chelmsford, which hasn’t graced this blog since 2016, amazingly. With a couple of hours to kill I had time to do the county town justice. No-one told me it was now a city. One of Nick Clegg’s… Continue reading CHELMSFORD – SWEARING ON THE WID
STAGGERING COINCIDENCES IN STOURBRIDGE
30th January 2020 A couple of days in lovely Wolverhampton to finish the West Midlands GBG. A quieter year for WM with less new micros, but I won’t gloat. Tonight’s budget (well, £33) accommodation comes courtesy of Barons Court, which is a bit of a national treasure. Still takes forever to get down to Stourbridge,… Continue reading STAGGERING COINCIDENCES IN STOURBRIDGE
GOODNIGHT, RAMSGATE – MIXING RHUBARB CIDER WITH SHIPYARD IPA
12th/13th January 2020 Today’s cover star is Crystal, seen enjoying Ramsgate hospitality the night before her trip back to the States with Nick. After Arthur Brown and rhubarb cider we took a head-clearing stroll along the bay back to our digs. (Harold House, £32). No, I hadn’t had tea yet. And I’d just spent three… Continue reading GOODNIGHT, RAMSGATE – MIXING RHUBARB CIDER WITH SHIPYARD IPA
BUXTON BEGINS WITH BLACK PUDDING & BASS
Wednesday began with a typically healthy Dereham breakfast. Black pudding and white pudding from Bathgate, apparently. Charles knows how to live (B&B from £75pppn). With no comfort breaks or flat whites we drove straight to Buxton. The slog through Lincolnshire but the A617 really is the cruellest road. I gave Charles an unintended detour south… Continue reading BUXTON BEGINS WITH BLACK PUDDING & BASS
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