Sunday 21st September 2025, 12:50
In the Glue Pot having a pint of Hopback Crop Circle. Quite nice. No WiFi
I took a bit of a roundabout route to the museum. Walked along Rodbourne Road taking pictures of the murals in the side streets and eventually found my way to the Even Swindon Working Men's Club where I used to go with my paternal grandparents on bingo evenings.
There was a man of indeterminate age standing in the doorway so I said hello and that I was pleased to see the old place was still standing. He replied that yes it was still hanging on. I walked further along Rodbourne Road towards Cheney Manor trying to remember where my paternal grandparents lived but I couldn't place it.
Along the way I noticed a craft beer bar called Rusty Garage. It's not open today but perhaps I might try another day.
When I got to the museum my mood was so low because of yesterday's email and also the sadness that results sometimes from revisiting old haunts that I decided not to go in and went up the stairs to the café which was even more depressing so I left and headed for the Railway Village.
The conversation that I'm eavesdropping on here in the Glue Pot is all very literary, Dostoevsky, Conan Doyle, Victor Hugo, etc Plus discussions about how to find the best translation.
The Glue Pot is a very comfortable pub, big windows giving lots of warm natural light, plain unvarnished tables and benches, good and interesting beer, and interesting conversation. It used to have a bit of a rough reputation but it might have changed decades ago for all I know.
Perhaps my home town isn't wholly dreadful after all.