Lines on an Autumnal Evening

“Scenes of my Hope! the aching eye ye leave Like yon bright hues that paint the clouds of eve! Tearful and saddening with the sadden’d blaze Mine eye the gleam pursues with wistful gaze” (Samuel Taylor Coleridge, 1793) This time last year (pretty much), as I write this, we were just pulling in to the […]

The Trip to Spain: first look

As Michael Nyman’s familiar melancholy notes accompany the rolling credits, I have already begun forming a kind of review in my head. I’m not really in the habit of reviewing anything to be honest. That much is clear from my ham-fisted attempts at critiquing the food on our Trip last year. However, it seems remiss […]

The Trip 2017: where next?

As the dust settles and the bright autumnal days descend into a more wintry gloaming, the only remedy is to start planning the sequel. It won’t be Italy, or Spain. As discussed in my earlier post, Italy is a less achievable facsimile. And Spain, the destination of the completed but un-aired third series, is entirely […]

Hipping Hall and The Angel at Hetton

It has been a feature of the hotels and accommodation up here that the central heating is cranked up to a level that would be banned as torture under the Geneva Convention. Still ravaged by sickness this morning I felt as discombobulated as Rob does at the start of episode 4, ‘Hipping Hall’, which is […]

Holbeck Ghyll

One of the if not glaring omissions of The Trip is that, with the exception of episode 6, The Angel at Hetton, they don’t do breakfast. Or that if they do it isn’t seen or mentioned. Not so on our version. The delicious breakfast at Greta Hall kept coming. Pancakes, kippers, eggs, salmon, fruit salad […]

Cartmel and Greta Hall

From now on The Trip gets a little truncated. I have never been good at maths but I know that six into four won’t go. Some divergence from canon is necessary. So today began at Bashall Eaves in earshot of Whitewell. Over a full Irish breakfast (white pudding apparently) we learned that our journey was […]

The Inn at Whitewell

With the best intentions of leaving at 40 minutes earlier, it will come of no surprise to any who know us well that we pulled away at 9.10am. Slipping with remarkable ease through the Surrey rush hour, it’s fair to say that scenes of us fiddling with USB cables at traffic lights and trying to […]

The Trip: setting off

I suppose the idea began the first time I saw The Trip, inasmuch as it started from an idle thought  along the lines of “I’d like to do that one day”. The first time I saw it was on its first airing in the UK, on BBC2, back in the autumn of 2010. Life was different […]