Great excitement in Slip End, home of my last GBG tick for Bedfordshire, a county whose seething resentment at its absence from my Top 10 was evident on my visit. Yes, a new grass cutting contract for this small village known locally as “that place just off the M1 you can’t actually get to“. A… Continue reading PUTTING BEDS TO BED
Tag: Rising Sun
NO FAKES IN GUNNISLAKE
There’s a lot of misery about, isn’t there ? Not at the Rising Sun in Gunnislake, there isn’t. One of SEVEN Cornish ticks for me on this trip, just an unspoilt boozer in the tradition of Cwmbran’s Bush or the Brown Bear in Braughing. Views from the hillside Gents (and Ladies) were a bit more… Continue reading NO FAKES IN GUNNISLAKE
“A FINE DAY FOR RETIRED PERSONS” IN BOTUS FLEMING
Mrs RM and I sure know how to live. Two nights in Saltash Travelodge, £29.99 a night, with a FREE game of musical chairs at the Burger King that constituted the entirety of our evening culinary options. I popped across the road to get fancy goods from Waitrose. At the meat counter, a lady concluded… Continue reading “A FINE DAY FOR RETIRED PERSONS” IN BOTUS FLEMING
SHOE SHOPPING IN TRURO
16th January 2020 Day 2 of the Great Cornish Slog, and we arrived in Falmouth where Sis was meeting up with my niece Patricia. The way people talk about Cornwall you’d think it was a different country, rather than a mere 6hrs 14 away. Grief, they even have shops in Kernow ! I’d managed to… Continue reading SHOE SHOPPING IN TRURO
LICKING LAWRENCE DALLAGLIO IN LEVERINGTON
Next stop on the Fens Flyer was Leverington, tantalisingly placed two miles out of Wisbech, and thus far too far for BRAPA to walk. I was here a couple of years ago; At the bar Simon discussed the imminent Cloudwater delivery with our old school hosts. Sorry, wrong pic. At 12.30 we were the only… Continue reading LICKING LAWRENCE DALLAGLIO IN LEVERINGTON
LOST IN A FOREST (OF DEAN)
Back to that strict chronology you ticking types like, and a first exodus on this blog into the Forest of Dean, armed with your best wishes for my safe return. I felt FoD, or whatever locals call it, may have more to explore than anywhere else in the UK. You might be interested to see… Continue reading LOST IN A FOREST (OF DEAN)
BANKS’S MILD IN BEWDLEY
Exam results are out today, with my son’s Maths and Sciences results (well done James) reminding me of my own prowess. Physics CSE Grade 4 means I should know there’s water in beer, even if I don’t know whether the notation is h2o or co2. As should be obvious by now, my lack of analytical… Continue reading BANKS’S MILD IN BEWDLEY
