December 2023. Hull. £28.30 for the train to Hull (at least I had a seat and a charging point). But it was a great trip, not just for three classic pubs but some unexpected street art in the heart of the industrial quarter, which doesn’t yet have a name so I suggest we call it… Continue reading HULL STREET ART SPECIAL
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SHEFFIELD ART TRAIL SPECIAL
November 2023. Sheffield. Last Friday was long and exhausting and regrettable. But before the regret, the street art on the way to Sheffield Station. Yes, even our tanning salons have great art. The Christmas markets have arrived in Sheffield, and as soon as Mrs RM gets back from Pembury Hospital we’ll explore the authentic German… Continue reading SHEFFIELD ART TRAIL SPECIAL
NEW BRIGHTON STREET ART SPECIAL
July 2023. New Brighton. After that traumatic surgical procedure I needed a beer. Mrs RM needed to join a meeting about account codes. So I took the Mersey line for an increasingly rare new GBG tick across the water. Nothing much new in Birkenhead by the look of it, but New Brighton looked transformed since… Continue reading NEW BRIGHTON STREET ART SPECIAL
TREADING THE FINE LINE BETWEEN ART AND GRAFFITI IN ATHENS
26th February 2023. Mrs RM had beat me to Athens by 35 years, and her own recollection seemed to run to “smog, ouzo and grime“, which sounds like a Blackpool Jane away day in Middlesbrough (bar the parmo). I knew there was a big hill, and a curry scene, but then Lincoln has both of… Continue reading TREADING THE FINE LINE BETWEEN ART AND GRAFFITI IN ATHENS
WINTER, IT IS PAST
“Sun is shining, birds singing, City top of the League, cases falling. The light is getting closer.” That was my contribution to the debate on Blue Moon yesterday, and today’s Covid stats continue to encourage; Just as importantly, our takeaway from Sang Lung tonight was almost as good as Chung Hwa. A great Chinese takeaway… Continue reading WINTER, IT IS PAST
HULL – A CULTURAL INTERLUDE
Day 2 of 3 in East Yorkshire and Lincs. Time for some “culture” *, if a Chinese takeaway and a pint of Plum Porter isn’t cultural enough. I started by the River Hull at the Council buildings, for some reason. Perhaps I’d intended walking up Wincolmlee to see if the Whalebone was open at 10… Continue reading HULL – A CULTURAL INTERLUDE
BITTER & TWISTED IN LITTLEHAMPTON
It’s just ocurred to me that East Preston might also align itself with Littlehampton. No idea why, but then CAMRA branch geography is equally weird. I’d been looking forward to an overdue return to Littlehampton, which seems to have upped its game since my last visit, with an average visitor age some 37 years below… Continue reading BITTER & TWISTED IN LITTLEHAMPTON
A WALK FROM CAMBRIDGE STATION
Dick (or was it Dave ?) noted I’ve taken the reference to walking 10 miles a day off the blog. I wish all Americans were as observant. I’m still walking decent distances most days, but it gets tough slogging it out round the flatlands of Cambridgeshire when I’m not out travelling to proper places. Mrs RM… Continue reading A WALK FROM CAMBRIDGE STATION
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