We wandered down the hill this morning to watch people running.
It was all a bit tiring, so we found somewhere to have a sit down. The roof terrace in the Central.
Then, obeying the instructions on my beer glass, we had a walk along the quayside.
We’re now in the Tyne Bar, then to the Ship for some lunch.
Addendum: Since the sun is shining, we’ve decided on another beer in the Tyne Bar.
And, now, our first visit to Mono. I was only told about the place yesterday, a veggie bar-cafe-music shop.
We’re not hungry, but the menu is impressive. They even stock Sam Smith’s beer too.
Last time I was in Glasgow, There was a bar-cafe that I really wanted to try. It’s just off Sauchiehall Street, near the ABC. Saramago.
I was with old gentlemen, so didn’t get to visit; it’s a vegan place and they don’t get such things.
I’m here now though. And it’s truly great (although expensive).
My second in command and I are presently enjoying a nice cold Staropramen in the 13th Note, my most favourite bar ever.
Not only is beer labelled as to its suitability for vegans, the whole (gorgeous) menu is vegetarion/vegan.
If you’re ever in Glasgow, have a wander down King Street.
Thinking about getting one of these for my second in command.
It’s a kevlar anti burn/cut sleeve. She rolls her sleeves up at work, so is prone to cuts and, mostly, burns.
She’s resisting, but surely a yellow arm is better than damage.
I met my second in command in town after work today. Brewdog do vegan pizza now, you know.
And it’s rather nice. As is the coffee stout.
I must admit that I feel somewhat ashamed to say that we’ve played the bus lottery this afternoon. And cheated.
An X1 arrived, so we pretended not to see it and waited for a 56 (which stops at our local).
Today, while escorting my second in command’s father to his train, I noticed something in Central Station.
I’ve read about these, but hadn’t seen them before today. Just a few years ago, this would have been unimaginable in Newcastle. Hell, I remember being regarded as different in my early days of vegetarianism seriously think that vegetarians/vegans will one day dominate the world. Naturally, anyone who resists will be fed to cats. And, speaking of which, I need to purchase a chair, a white long haired cat and a pair of black (faux) leather gloves.
Also in Central Station, on the same theme, was a shop.
Finally, while having a pre-second-in-command’s-dad-train Erdinger, I found that the Station Hotel is likely to reopen soon.
While only the facia has been retained, I’m looking forward to the reopening.
We’ve had a most pleasant afternoon in Ouseburn today.
After a pint in town, in the Split Chimp, we caught a bus to Lime Street and walked to the Cluny. Walking past the Ship, we noticed an unusual barbeque outside.
The menu was 100% vegan. So, after a pint of Jakehead in the Cluny, we decided on a beer in the Ship. When talking to the chef, we found that the pub is now vegan. A vegan pub in Newcastle!
We shared a portobello mushroom burger and a chilli wrap; both were great.
Then there was a walk to the Tyne Bar for a pint of Sam Smith’s Taddy lager and live music. We’re currently with Erdinger and Budvar in the Bridge Hotel. All in all, a most pleasant afternoon.
When a sandwich can’t be found in either Sainsbury’s or Waitrose station shops, surprisingly there’s WH Smith.
Happy Birthday, Mark Luke. I should say that Mr Luke and I share the same birthday. Which is tomorrow. Although, once more, I should say that I stopped having birthdays quite a few years ago.
Mark is a very nice bloke, by the way. But we have an annual ritual where we both try to sent the first happy birthday text. And he’s won the past three years’ competition. I’m aiming to stay awake until 00:01 this evening in an attempt to sent the first happy birthday text. Me resolution is strong and I have Gin (a birthday present from my youngest child) to help me stay awake.
I need assistance in staying awake because my second in command had booked a table at the Painted Elephant in town. Where we had very nice, and overly filling, food. We both had pea and mint soup as a starter and I must say that I’d happily have had a second bowl for a main course. My childhood memories of gloopy home made soup have now been dispelled.
Everything else was lovely too. My second in command had a new take on chilli (I don’t recall the name of the dish) and I had Turkish Delight, a spicy lentil dish (in an aubergine with the best ever roast potatoes).
I’d wanted to go there since it opened, so my second in command gets a lot of points for booking tonight. There will be multiple return visits.
Oh, I shall send you a link to this at midnight; happy birthday Mark.