March 2025. Hilsborough. Sheffield. Much of the non-political discussion that Saturday night with our guests from Chicago centred on “service” culture and Wetherspoons. Dave (not THAT Dave) was in awe as I described folk drinking beer with their full English at 9am, and added a morning pint in Spoons to his To Do list, alongside… Continue reading COULD WE HAVE SPOONS FOR BREAKFAST ?
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POPPADOMS OVERLOAD IN MALTBY SPOONS
March 2026. Maltby. Rotherham. To add some colour to the monotony of the Waterbeach to Sheffield run I stopped in Maltby on the way home. It only adds 5 minutes to the trip, but gives you the joys of the A634, Roche Abbey and all, before posing the Eternal Question “Is there more to Maltby’s… Continue reading POPPADOMS OVERLOAD IN MALTBY SPOONS
PRIDE DRINKING WELL IN WALLINGTON
March 2026. Wallington. South London. Another week, another American troubador*, another chance to makes inroads into London GBG, another chance to marvel at the capital’s integrated transport system as I whizz from St Pancras around Croydon towards Wallington, a mile’s walk from Carshalton and The Hope. It’s not an essential visit, even by my meagre… Continue reading PRIDE DRINKING WELL IN WALLINGTON
STEALING VEGAN BREAKFASTS IN CLEVELEYS SPOONS
January 2026. Blackpool. When you left us Mrs RM was in St Annes Spoons, resisting the onion rings but succumbing to Chardonnay and Cointreau after that Imperial Stout. It may be her only relapse during an otherwise impeccably observed Dryanuary. In consequence, she was in no mood to join me in the chill of the… Continue reading STEALING VEGAN BREAKFASTS IN CLEVELEYS SPOONS
BURNS NIGHT
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
MRS RM’s DRYANUARY RUMBLES ON
January 2026. Sheffield. Enough of me, I’m sure you’re all keen to know how Mrs RM is getting on with her 0.0 January. Well, she holds on to the lie that alcohol-free beer tastes just like the real thing, and was ready to have temptation placed in her way with a Sunday in Kelham Island.… Continue reading MRS RM’s DRYANUARY RUMBLES ON
HOMEWARD BOUND
January 2026. Widnes. From a morning in Liverpool to mourning in Widnes, as Peter is laid to rest with his parents. “Anyone for Widnes needs to move to the front carriages” says the nice guard in his guttural Mersey accent, confirming that the station doesn’t have a long platform, but it’s the only one they’ve… Continue reading HOMEWARD BOUND
ANOTHER HOBGOBLIN IN STREATHAM
January 2026. Streatham. London Dad got the full ambulance treatment on Friday night, but made such a miraculous recovery overnight that I felt confident about trekking back to Rye the next morning. 90 year olds have incredible bouncebackability. Time for a couple of London pubs ? Half an hour and £8 from St Pancras brings… Continue reading ANOTHER HOBGOBLIN IN STREATHAM
A HERNE BAY DELAY
December 2025. Herne Bay. Yes, it’s my birthday (22/12) and I’m in a caravan writing blog posts for you (after a day’s walking in Hastings). Mrs RM did the same on her birthday, we’re dedicated to our art. Still on Mrs RM’s Birthday Eve, as we continue along the coast to Herne Bay, for reasons… Continue reading A HERNE BAY DELAY
ALL THE PUBS IN HASTINGS NEW TOWN. No. 1 – THE JOHN LOGIE BAIRD
December 2025. Hastings. You’ll know that I fund my hedonist lifestyle by not buying clothes, but by Monday I realised I was going to have to replace my dark fleece, inexplicably left on the 17:35 from Uttoxeter after 4 pints of Bass. 20 minutes by rail brings you to Hastings, which has shops and pubs.… Continue reading ALL THE PUBS IN HASTINGS NEW TOWN. No. 1 – THE JOHN LOGIE BAIRD
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