Of the last 20 days I’ve spent 19 away from home, so the blog has gone to pot a bit. But fear not, fifteen (15) NEW Good Beer Guide reports to come, including this minor classic; But first, four days back “home” in Waterbeach to get my parents quadruple jabbed at an indoor bowls centre,… Continue reading THAT’S PASTORE
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THERE’S ALWAYS THE SUN
These posts get shorter and shorter. Next up, on my weekly trip “home” to Waterbeach, a rare return to my former local. Some things never change; the lights drawing you in, the 20 minute wait for the Chinese takeaway meaning you’ll get at least one pint in. I took Sis for a pint, just before… Continue reading THERE’S ALWAYS THE SUN
PUBS v GARDEN CENTRES IN THE FENS
My weekly trip “home” to Waterbeach is centred on getting Dad out of the house so he can stock up on new seeds and socks at the garden centre in Horningsea, the “posh” village that’s about to get a sewage works from Milton. Residents are, understandably, thrilled. Leaving the door, Mum surprised me by saying… Continue reading PUBS v GARDEN CENTRES IN THE FENS
A NEW PUB FOR WATERBEACH !
Back home on Thursday, to check my Dad’s remote controls are working and admire my Sisters burgeoning development on a field near the train line. Some greats pics on her instagram. Sis sent me a link to a Facebook page chronicling the many pubs of our village (copyright Andy Badley). Great work from Andy. As… Continue reading A NEW PUB FOR WATERBEACH !
A PLACE IN THE SUN
I’ve been travelling back “home” to Waterbeach once a week to check up on Mum and Dad, each time seemingly an attempt to avoid being force fed baked potato and cake. They seem OK, considering, and my main task is taking Dad out to a new garden centre to but plants. If he’d started ticking… Continue reading A PLACE IN THE SUN
THE ☀ AND THE ☔
More real time blogging, as I visit Waterbeach as the local team sits on the verge of promotion at half time. I’d probably have been up the Abbey Stadium now, asking the bloke in the Habbin “Who’s that No. 9?” and “What colours are we.” But football is being played without fans, which is #pointless,… Continue reading THE ☀ AND THE ☔
BACK TO THE ‘BEACH
The move north just before Christmas was probably the biggest decision I’ve ever made, second only to choosing Crispy Shredded Beef over Crispy Chicken at Chung Hwa. “There’s nothing for you here” said Dad, ominously, and I took that as permission to finally leave the Flatland for the North. But I have endeavoured to get… Continue reading BACK TO THE ‘BEACH
HIT THE NORTH
Last night we said farewell to Waterbeach, after 20 flat years, and headed to Walkley in Sheffield. I’d like to say it was a fond Farewell, but Tier 2 doesn’t allow you to pop in the Sun for a swift 2 pints, so the Chung Wa had to do. Britain’s finest Chinese. Here’s proof we… Continue reading HIT THE NORTH
STEW, STEWED*
Two days into Tier 2, and I have a magnificent ZERO new GBG ticks. Whether anyone can beat that is another matter. Duncan isn’t allowed to leave his Paisley patch, and BRAPA is stuck in Tier 2 watching Westerns. At the moment I’m otherwise occupied (details to follow), and though I have to pass through… Continue reading STEW, STEWED*
LOCKDOWN
You left me on Platform 9 at Kings Cross. The National Rail website told me the 15:42 would be packed; it was a third full. By a miracle I managed to leave the train at Waterbeach, otherwise I’d have been back in King’s Lynn wondering where my house had gone. As you can see, I… Continue reading LOCKDOWN
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