We’ve had a packed few days. Friday evening was mostly spent in Trillians, where a bunch of us went to support a bloke we (mostly) know separately.
That’s him on drums.
Afterwards, my second in command and I caught a cab to our local. Where we caught the last part of a set from Beyond Madness.
Saturday was spent in Durham, with nice people.
Who fed us with lovely food.
Returning home on Sunday, we called off at the Hungry Vegan for hot dogs, then walked to Ouseburn where old furniture was purchased.
It needs a little work, but really only a little. There was beer in Arch 2, the Cluny, the Cumberland Arms, the Free Trade Inn and the Tyne Bar. And our local. We called in there too.
Cool bird boxes were discovered.
That’s the Cumberland Arms in the background.
The river looked nice on our walk back along the quayside.
Boho was a brilliant vegan restaurant on Pink Lane and I was so disappointed when it closed. But, in it’s place, we have Junk It Up, a vegan fast food place.
We were so impressed with the food.
I just ate two Greggs’ vegan sausage rolls. Wonderful. I shall sleep now.
When Polly met Fergus is an important new discovery. A new vegan restaurant in Peterborough.
This beauty arrived through the post, from an old mate.
Chocolate. From Russia.
Many years ago, I made baked beans from scratch. After the best part of a day in the oven, the beans were still chewy and, despite my best attempts at coercion, my kids refused to eat them. Well, they were pretty horrid.
The episode removed any desire to attempt baked beans again. Until recently. Fed up with cans of beans floating in orange-red, thin sugary slime, I began to think about making my own again.
Fortunately, since my last attempt, the internet was created. So, last night we ate beans on toast.
And they were delicious. Cheap too, a couple of quid and it’d comfortably feed four. Which means tonight’s evening meal will involve leftover beans.
This experience, and our new found fondness for chilli made only with beans, means that legumes will feature more prominently in my diet.
Today was the second day of our local’s pie festival.
The vegetarian choice is pretty good. Really good.
I quite enjoyed the two vegan pies I sampled tonight. I rate the aloo gobi highly, but the green-filled second pie was very nice too. I’m not sure what was in it, but it was tasty.
When I say green, I’m not referring to anything you can’t buy from Lidl.
Yesterday we enjoyed more culture. My second in command had a conversation with a girl in Sloan’s the other day. Which resulted in us visiting Partick yesterday.
We quite liked Partick; we had our nails done and watched the Liverpool-Stoke match in the Deoch an Dorus.
We then had great curry.
Yesterday was also a day of coincidence; synchronicity even.
Yes, we saw the Shiverin Sheiks for the second time in two days.
Which might in itself not be unusual. But, in conversation with the front man, I was asked if I knew Ratty. That’s Ratty who runs the Mean Eyed Cat, the former owner of the Schooner anf previously manager of the Central and the Head of Steam.
Which was pretty spooky. Apparently, the band had played at the Schooner previously. They’re playing at the Sage this summer.
They’re well worth seeing.
Anyway, some pictures of cultural activities.
While in the 13th Note, we met up with some people who were also in Glasgow for the cancelled William McCarthy gig. We all went on to MacSorley’s to watch another band.
Sadly, we need to return to normality today.
While I’ve been to Birmingham many times, I’ve never been to the canal area before this afternoon. Most impressed with the Canalside Bar, which has a pretty decent vegan menu.
And, while on the subject, the Stable has a rare choice of vegan pizzas.
I’ve just had a conversation with a really nice, intelligent man called Jan. He’s a vegan. I’ve really enjoyed the conversation.