August 2023. Godalming. We’d paid zero (0) pounds to camp in Godalming and we were going to get our money’s worth. Leaving the bustling Star to the drunk billiards women we stopped to admire the puffer fish, and the high street, and then ignored the interesting looking pre-emptives in favour of the Spoons. Long an… Continue reading DRUNKEN BILLIARD PLAYERS OF GODALMING STEAL MY DUPPY RUM
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IN WHICH I REMEMBER WHY I LEFT CAMBRIDGE FOR SHEFFIELD
August 2023. Cambridge. Obviously I’m not making these weekly trips back “home” for cheap beer, oh no. Nope, it’s so Mrs RM can have her photo taken outside one of the UK’s great houses as part of her 100 Day Challenge. And so I can use my free “Identify A Plant” app for Mum. No… Continue reading IN WHICH I REMEMBER WHY I LEFT CAMBRIDGE FOR SHEFFIELD
A HALF OF BUD
August 2023. Royal Leamington Spa. Not a great day for my meticulously planned diet, to be honest. Having turned down the Doom Bar in east Leamington’s “Proper Pubs” I somehow got distracted by the poshest pub on the Parade. In my defence, it’s in the GBG, and I feel obliged to report on the state… Continue reading A HALF OF BUD
PRESCOT – “A MERRIER HOUR WAS NEVER WASTED THERE”
August 2023. Prescot. Mrs RM has been accompanying me on trips to get Guide ticks blog material on lesser-known UK tourist sites, with a promise her own blog is about to drop (ugh). She’ll struggle to beat Prescot, where I finished Merseyside GBG23 entries with an emotional pint of Abbot and Katsu chicken in the… Continue reading PRESCOT – “A MERRIER HOUR WAS NEVER WASTED THERE”
FRED, BUT NOT PAUL AND BARRY
July 2023. Maltby. Matthew joined us on our latest trip south to check on Mum and Dad, and we opted for a posh breakfast in Maltby’s Spoons. The journey south takes 2:20 hours now the A1 barrier repairs at Stamford are complete, which is a shorter trip than Waterbeach to Cromer in Summer. It’s generally… Continue reading FRED, BUT NOT PAUL AND BARRY
PLUM PORTER AND KATSU CHICKEN IN SPOONS
July 2023. Hillsborough. Sheffield. Not sure what you’ve done to deserve a blog post on my lunch in Spoons; surely an Instagram post like Mrs RM does would be sufficient. Perhaps. But as I staggered out of Beer House I knew that I needed to eat (Axholme Rob doesn’t eat when he’s pubbing, it’s his… Continue reading PLUM PORTER AND KATSU CHICKEN IN SPOONS
BEXHILL SPOONS CARPET SPECIAL
June 2023. Bexhill (-on-Sea, if you must, pedants) Yes, another sunny morning in Sussex, and while Mrs RM works in the caravan I do the hard yards of exploring pubs culture on the coast. Bexhill is one of those towns I’ve always wrote off as “dull south coast retirement Cons club“, with two flying visits… Continue reading BEXHILL SPOONS CARPET SPECIAL
“Oh grief this Doom Bar is brilliant”
June 2023. Rochester. And it was all going so well. A nice riverside walk from Strood, a late morning glass of murk in a pub that might get in the GBG when the CAMRAs drop the “Real” from the name, a triumphant pint of BBB in a backstreet survivor, and some culture in the cathedral.… Continue reading “Oh grief this Doom Bar is brilliant”
SLAPSTICK COMEDY IN DEAL SPOONS
June 2023. Deal. 27 minutes round the coast from Broadstairs to delicious Deal, and a penultimate Kent GBG23 tick. First time in Deal in 5 years, after seemingly spending most of the mid-2010s in pubs on that east Kent coast. Smugglers Record Shop provided that little bit of opening hours peril that a micro-cum-record-shop provides,… Continue reading SLAPSTICK COMEDY IN DEAL SPOONS
GREEN STREET TICKING
May 2023. Well done West Ham. David Moyes is finally a football genius. Couldn’t happen to better fans. UEFA ought to introduce a returnable deposit on those plastic pint glasses, though. Four weeks ago I was in West Ham land, taking two (2) new ticks from what has been a bit of a beer desert,… Continue reading GREEN STREET TICKING
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