Day 2 of the Great Channel Islands Completion started with an “adequate” breakfast in the Thalatta Guest House, the sort that reads “Orange Juice OR grapefruit juice OR apple juice” and uses thimble glasses. “OR” is the most disappointing word in the English language. Nice dining room, mind; We’d only landed in Jersey the previous… Continue reading PUB TICKER MASCOTS ON THE ST HELIER DOCK
One more pub in St Helier, because it looked so gorgeous at 8:30 pm and the alternative was a curry and Mrs RM was eating light or something. And there’s no calories in beer if you blog about it. Ah, the Peirson. Did that in 1999, not in the GBG any longer, perfect. A bit… Continue reading ST HELIER’S PEIRSON – SLIGHTLY WORN, STILL WONDERFUL
I like St. Helier. Frankly, I like everywhere apart from M********d, and I suspect that feeling’s mutual. It’s not overly posh, but it is graceful, the art is intriguing, the toilets have nice handwash, and the centre is mostly pedestrianised, with some evidence of urban living around squares like the one at the top of… Continue reading LUCKY DIPA !
I’d managed to tick three (3) of the four (4) GBG pubs I needed on Jersey within two hours of landing, which is the perfect way to begin a run ticking chase. No idea what Mrs RM had been doing in the meantime in St Helier, but I caught up with her just as M… Continue reading ST HELIER’S FIRST “MICROPUB”