“the first thing he espied was the wine lodge door stood open invitingly to quench his thirst, he toddled inside and called out for a wine which grew to eight or nine, till his nose began to shine.” John H. Glover-Kind I Do Like to Be Beside the Seaside. This was our last full day…
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Travel: Flying – From West to Black Country
“A bit like the Antiques Roadshow for metal fans” Lisa Meyer This was a finely balanced day of travel. We were to first take the train to Bridgwater in Somerset to see Pat a distant cousin on my maternal grandmother’s side, then a train to Bristol for a quick beer with my friends Will and…
Travel: Birds Sing Bass – Devon Day 1
“With a crooked smile and a heart-shaped face, comes from the West Country where the birds sing bass” Nick Cave We breakfasted in a much quieter dining room than the morning before. The W.I. had moved on to pastures new. We then gathered ourselves up and caught a cab to the railway station. Soon we…
Pub Carpets – An indicator of quality
“If you are asked why you favour a particular public-house, it would seem natural to put the beer first, but the thing that most appeals to me about the Moon Under Water is what people call its ‘atmosphere’.” George Orwell I have a theory. Like all theories it is not absolute. Any theory which demands…
Raise the Dawn 