No, that’s not BRAPA after a third pint of barley wine tonight. This is the sight we’ve all faced in pubs since the middle of October, uniform Halloween tat, to be replaced by Christmas tat next week (if not already). As you’ll know, I don’t believe in celebrating anything, bar my own birthday (22 December… Continue reading THE WEAVERS – NO STRATHAVEN FOR HALLOWEEN HATERS
Tag: Scotland
FITTIE AND FITBA IN ABERDEEN
I am so woke (if not actually awake) I’m able to give obscure Aberdeenshire villages their preferred names; the same applies to our national sport. Not content with my first Highland League fixture, I made Sunday the designated “Watch Scottish football on TV in a pub” day. Where better than famed Belhaven boozer Ma Cameron’s… Continue reading FITTIE AND FITBA IN ABERDEEN
FRIDAY NIGHT IS CRAFT NIGHT IN ABERDEEN
WARNING : CONTAINS CRAFT 5pm on a Friday night on the mean streets of central Aberdeen. Mrs RM was still turning the University IT off and on again, I was lugging around my overnight bag (mainly phone rechargers), and I had no new GBG ticks to do, unless I jumped on the ferry to Orkney.… Continue reading FRIDAY NIGHT IS CRAFT NIGHT IN ABERDEEN
THE THRILL OF THE GRILL
While I’d been slogging my way up to the Highlands and round the Moray coast towards Aberdeen, Mrs RM had taking the easy option of a Logan Air flight from Southend. I think you should demand she blogs about Southend, you know. She’ll have had this view as the plane bumbled towards Trump Airport in… Continue reading THE THRILL OF THE GRILL
THE CHRONICLE OF NAIRN-IA
Oh, come on, what would you have come up with ? It’s certainly in a magical location, with a view across the Moray Firth to Cromarty and the start of the UK’s biggest GBG desert (next Guide stop John O’ Groats). Charlie Chaplin used to come here on holiday. Sadly his NBSS scores for the… Continue reading THE CHRONICLE OF NAIRN-IA
INVERNESS PART III – WEE JOCKS AND ALIENS
You left me in the second new GBG entry in Inverness at 7pm, pondering how to spend the rest of my evening before LBC becomes listenable. I could have walked up and down the Joker Steps 127 times (not smoking). I could have walked round town taking photos of all the listed buildings. I could… Continue reading INVERNESS PART III – WEE JOCKS AND ALIENS
INVERNESS PART II – AMERICANS GO “WOW”
Last time in Inverness, I’d been impressed with pubs and beer quality. If Edinburgh = Manchester and Glasgow = London, then Inverness = Cambridge. Don’t @ me. But two of those, the Phoenix and Blackfriars, are (temporarily) closed so it’s a good job there’s a Spoons, Brewery Tap and fiddle pub to take up the… Continue reading INVERNESS PART II – AMERICANS GO “WOW”
