My North Berwick target ticked, I had a range of options before returning to the warm embrace of Baa Baa Toure in a campervan parked with sight of Bass Rock. Faced with a choice of a) Swim out to Bass Rock or b) revisit the Ship, I took the sensible option, rare for me. The… Continue reading COUNTING THE CHIPS IN NORTH BERWICK
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THE SHIP INN
Torremolinos was going quite well. A bottle of rioja and tapas and some craft beer in a “British Pub”, and the landmarks of the world created in sand. That said, the beach didn’t look that inviting, so we stuck to the coastal path and headed back in search of a craft beer pub that looked… Continue reading THE SHIP INN
THE CLOSED PUB TILING PORN TRAIL
Days in Sheffield – Four. Pubs visited – Zero. This isn’t going well, is it ? Sourdough – 0.5 of a loaf (Aldi). Arguments about wallpaper – Zero. Calories walked off – 2,672. Mostly walking UP the hill from the A61 to our humble abode a minute from the Blind Monkey. Mrs RM STILL hasn’t… Continue reading THE CLOSED PUB TILING PORN TRAIL
GOOD CHEER IN PORLOCK WEIR
Well, well, the world is full of misery today, isn’t it ? So I’m guessing what you want to read about are the joys of a walk in the wonderful North Somerset countryside, where Stella and blackberry matching is de rigueur, and ending at the pebbled beach at Porlock Weir (the Porth Dinllaen of the… Continue reading GOOD CHEER IN PORLOCK WEIR
A CROQUE MONSIEUR IN STONEHAVEN
Greetings from lovely Darlington where I’ve just returned after meeting Duncan completely accidentally in Newcastle. Spooky. The Dalesman Hotel in Darlo (keg Magnet) is £30 en-suite (on-sute as my Mum would say), very clean but with weak WiFi. So it’s more short posts from Aberdeen. First stop on the Great Grampians Tickathon was Stonehaven, a… Continue reading A CROQUE MONSIEUR IN STONEHAVEN
SHAFTESBURY – GOLDEN PUBS ON GOLD HILL
Two pints down for Si, and a dead pub in the bag, with no discernible alteration in the BRAPA mood. Child Okeford was five minutes up the road, noticeably hillier as we got into Cranborne Chase territory. Si became animated as we drove right through the village without spying the Saxon Inn, which I assured… Continue reading SHAFTESBURY – GOLDEN PUBS ON GOLD HILL
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