May 2026. Leeds. Just as we get back from Transylvania, Blackpool Jane rejoins the blogosphere with her own tales from the Balkans (here). Mrs RM is in full flow on her own blog, earning commission from the sale of bags that will fit in Ryanair’s hand luggage sizer. Most of her posts are “Undiscovered Europe… Continue reading THE CASK CAMINO
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YE OLDE VIC
May 2026. Stockport. Having a son living in Stockport presents a challenge; will I impose on him to put me up in his spare room after a night out in Manchester ? In honesty, I’m grateful our two lads still seem to want to meet their ancient parents so often and I wouldn’t want to… Continue reading YE OLDE VIC
HELLO STOCKPORT, GOODBYE PEP
May 2026. Stockport. Back from Romania, we dashed off to Stockport the next morning to help Matt and Emma with their move from central Manchester (Emma’s Dad had already done the hard yards) to Heaton Norris. Just look at the stress on Matt’s face on the Magnet’s balcony; Yes, we turned up just in time… Continue reading HELLO STOCKPORT, GOODBYE PEP
A LAST KISS BEFORE THE TOWER
May 2026. Târgu Mureș. Central Romania. An early night in Medias, before a 6am start on Wednesday morning . Only (great) coffee and ice cream on sale at the kiosk at the Autogare before the early bus to Târgu Mureș, where we arrive with early check-in at Pensiunea Select Central (£40) for reasons I can’t… Continue reading A LAST KISS BEFORE THE TOWER
MEDIAS. TRANSYLVANIA WITHOUT AN UNTAPPD CHECK-IN
May 2026. Medias. Transylvania. Our 7 night, 5 city trip round the heart of Romania had taken in a few of the less obvious stops, a bit like adding nights in Mansfield and Rotherham to your big Yorkshire tour. “Most people who visit Medias, Romania, come there by accident. Located right in the center of… Continue reading MEDIAS. TRANSYLVANIA WITHOUT AN UNTAPPD CHECK-IN
A BEER IN BIERTAN
May 2026. Biertan. Transylvania. Due to Mrs RM’s immaculate travel planning (she could be a pub ticker) we’ve managed to avoid any transport disasters in eastern Europe so far, bar that two hours stuck on a gravel track in small-town Albania. But Biertan had no bus service at all, bar that UNESCO service that had… Continue reading A BEER IN BIERTAN
THE UNESCO MEDIEVAL TRANSYLVANIAN FORTIFIED CHURCH TRAIL
May 2026. Transylvania. Mrs RM had refreshed her knowledge on dealing with bear attacks (“Play dead. Oh, too late“) as we planned the next stage of our Transylvanian tour over an “autentic” Romanian buzz bar. No crumbs left for the amarous pigeons at our bus pick-up point to peck. Our transport was the official sounding… Continue reading THE UNESCO MEDIEVAL TRANSYLVANIAN FORTIFIED CHURCH TRAIL
SIBIU. THE EYES HAVE IT
May 2026. Alba Iulia to Sibiu. Romania. Day 2, City 3 in Romania, catching the 15.29 with what might be “Corofana”, one of the many totally reliable minibuses listed on Autogari.RO Mrs RM’s blog will contain much, much more detail on travelling around Transylvania, which I predict will become the next big craze for Gen… Continue reading SIBIU. THE EYES HAVE IT
IN SHOREDITCH. I THINK.
April 2026. London. Staying overnight in Tunbridge Wells meant an easy rail journey the next morning; half-full Southeastern train to London Bridge, Northern Line to Old Street, 20 minute walk to the Museum of the Home next to Hoxton Station. We’re meeting the lovely Joan and Dave “US Dave” Southworth, who are staying near enough… Continue reading IN SHOREDITCH. I THINK.
It was the Stouty McStoutFace What Did It. The Mad Dog, Royal Tunbridge Wells
April 2026. Royal Tunbridge Wells. “Well, I’m back in Tunbridge Wells again” says Mrs RM as we re-enter the Pantiles, almost getting nostalgic for her childhood home again, much as I might almost get nostalgic for the Sun and Chung Hwa. Almost. Actually, the Pantiles are worryingly quiet on a sunny Tuesday; things will be… Continue reading It was the Stouty McStoutFace What Did It. The Mad Dog, Royal Tunbridge Wells
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