Monday 2nd November 2020 and it was now a race against time to bolster my pub ticking numbers before 00:01 Thursday when nationwide lockdown would shut everything down for a month.
I'd contemplated a Sunday 1st trip, but Essex paralysis hit hard. With no time off work, all I could do was run down to York railway station on the Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday as soon as I'd logged off at 4pm.
Of course, I had to avoid Tier 3 regions, make sure I could get done what I need to before 9:20pm last orders, and check the pubs were actually open, which on a Monday especially, isn't a given. It really did feel as though the net was closing in, and I tell you this now so in 100 years time when historians are remembering this period in time, this blog will be of special significance.
|Historically significant |
|The clock is ticking|
I kept it as simple as I could, and Platform 8 took me to Harrogate and Knaresborough.
|Colin in this most incredible window seat|
|Chilling with similarly semi spherical items|
|View to the bar|
|My fridge friend saw himself on my Twitter check-in, and was glad of his 5 secs of BRAPA fame!|
|Slippery rail alert!|
|Let's get experimental!|
|Pub needed more characters like this|
|See what I mean?|
|Alright Mrs S, can you go home and change your shoes?|
|I mean, really! Wasn't even that strong.|