April 2026. Sheffield. As I may have hinted, the last few months have been stressful, and not just due to the more limited recent availability of the £1.89 salt and pepper calamari from Home Bargains, which I used to fill out our celebratory Sang Lung takeaway last Friday night. I think I could have cooked… Continue reading PHEW !
1666 AND ALL THAT. AN HOUR IN EYAM
April 2026. Eyam. Derbyshire. The landlady at the Three Stags’ Heads gently chided me for my mispronunciation of the name on the pump clip, which made me keen to visit Eyam, pronounced just as you’d expect (or not). Our last American visitors were also keen on a visit to a village I assumed only got… Continue reading 1666 AND ALL THAT. AN HOUR IN EYAM
THE THREE STAGS’ HEADS, WARDLOW MIRES
April 2026. Wardlow Mires. Peak District. I’d taken Mrs RM to one of the most scenic points in the Peak District, bought her ice cream and Jaipur (NOT in the same glass, silly ! That’s a Stockton thing) and drove her home via some of the most picturesque Derbyshire Dales villages. As we turned on… Continue reading THE THREE STAGS’ HEADS, WARDLOW MIRES
A STRENUOUS WALK FROM MONSAL HEAD
April 2026. Monsal Head. The Peak District. Mrs RM had been reminding me how little of the Peak District we’d actually done since moving to Sheffield (hardly any new GBG pubs), so I gave her a mystery trip into the heart of the Peak last Thursday. 15 miles south-west of Sheffield, Monsal Dale in the… Continue reading A STRENUOUS WALK FROM MONSAL HEAD
TOPING IN TUTBURY
April 2026. Tutbury & Hatton. As promised, a rare “long read” (ugh) on our pub crawl to Tutbury and Hatton this Tuesday. If you get bored after my regulation 389 words send me a note and I’ll go back to writing up every pub individually, which will take me into May. This trip to unheralded… Continue reading TOPING IN TUTBURY
BYE BYE, SUNNYSIDE
April 2026. Waterbeach. A week ago we were on our way down south for our last overnight stay in Mum and Dad’s Waterbeach cottage; a year’s stay without a TV and internet, a month sleeping on a mattress on the ground. A mattress covered in crispy beef and Singapore rice that last night before we… Continue reading BYE BYE, SUNNYSIDE
WOBBLY BOB OR OLD PECULIER ? BIG DECISONS AT THE START OF THE NEW SPOONS VOUCHER YEAR
April 2026. Sheffield. Walking back from the Botanical last Saturday I had a lot of worries on my mind. The chance of Dad’s house sale falling through at the last moment (it didn’t), Mrs RM’s blog getting more views than mine (it might) the prospect of another year of not using my full Spoons voucher… Continue reading WOBBLY BOB OR OLD PECULIER ? BIG DECISONS AT THE START OF THE NEW SPOONS VOUCHER YEAR
BASS IN THE BOTANICAL
April 2026. Sheffield. A Saturday in Sheffield before, we hoped, a last hurrah cleaning the old house in Waterbeach. I did a walk out over the hills to the Botanical Gardens, where I brought Dad 5 years ago on his only visit to Sheffield. He’d given up golf the previous years and was struggling to… Continue reading BASS IN THE BOTANICAL
AN UNUSUAL EXCUSE FOR A DIVERSION TO A PUB
April 2026. Sheffield. Some good news today. Sunnyside is finally sold, to a lovely couple with two toddlers. Mum would be delighted. A week ago I was waiting for something to go wrong with exchange/completion/WW3, and persuading Mrs RM to get out of the house on a Friday night for some exercise, but definitely no… Continue reading AN UNUSUAL EXCUSE FOR A DIVERSION TO A PUB
HIGH (NBSS SCORES) SOCIETY
I’m suddenly miles behind on the blog again. How has that even happened ? April 2026. Birmingham. I’d just had the overdue glass of water on my Curated Exploration of Public Houses (CEPH), but forgotten to eat. Across the road from The Wolf, Mr Tasty offered artisanal pizza (possibly), but you’ll know how seriously I… Continue reading HIGH (NBSS SCORES) SOCIETY
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