January 2026. St Annes. Mrs RM decided to leave the Fifteen at Seventeen Twenty-Three. I have no idea why. “A walk along the bracing sea front, Mrs RM ?“ “No, Mr RM. Tea and back to that nice warm room at the Travelodge“. St Annes was looking pleasant by night, with lots of dining options,… Continue reading BURNS NIGHT
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HOP SHOPPE – RESIST THE TASTERS ! RESIST !
January 2024. St Annes. I took Mrs RM back her bag of Maltesers from the Travelodge vending machine (£1.30, inflation), and headed straight out to my second tick. A word on St. Annes (is there a full stop after the St. ? Never know). You can trust a place whose sports shop has more City… Continue reading HOP SHOPPE – RESIST THE TASTERS ! RESIST !
From South Shore into St. Anne’s
You left me jumping off the Number 7 Cleveleys – St Annes in need of the sea somewhere near Blackpool FC. “Taylor’s Law” says that the more desperate you are for a wee, the less likely there is to be a public toilet or unattended scrubland. Anyway, I clearly found somewhere, and then trudged to… Continue reading From South Shore into St. Anne’s
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