My third Charnwood pub of the day had the best beer and is the hardest to write about. Yes, it’s a brewery tap. Not quite on an industrial estate, tucked away in the southern half of Loughborough, well clear of studentz in the sort of location enjoyed by the Falstaff or the Free Trade. I… Continue reading IT’S ACE AT MOONFACE
MOUNTSORREL SOARS TO GBG SALVATION
I have a confession to make. For my next trip, I took a bus. Mountsorrel boasta granite quarries and canalside pubs, a visit by John Wesley, one of only 3,729 villages in which Wesley preached (I’ve been to 2,807 of them), and some great hillside views; And there’s this weird Neolithic graffiti; I can only… Continue reading MOUNTSORREL SOARS TO GBG SALVATION
SYSTON – SHIPSTONE’S, SCRATCHINGS, SKELETONS AND TRUSSES
A day away from the in-laws, leaving them to explore Sheffield Stonegate pubs, as I head to north Leicestershire. Sadly, not Coalville. No, it’s mysterious Syston, offering a fourth (!) Beer Guide entry in a decade to its 12,804 residents. Never heard of Syston ? Well, me neither till the Queen Vic started attracting my… Continue reading SYSTON – SHIPSTONE’S, SCRATCHINGS, SKELETONS AND TRUSSES
PIE + PEAS + PALE
One thing I’ll say about my octogenarian in-laws (Day 13 of 14 complete); they’re doing a better job of saving our pubs than the folk on Beer Twitter whining about sexism and safe distancing at the moment. Not only have they been to a Sheffield pub nearly every day we’ve met them; they’ve also been… Continue reading PIE + PEAS + PALE
COB & COAL. AND MUFFINS.
“Watch the wet floor, flower“ That’s the first thing I hear on entering the new Oldham GBG pub, the first for a decade, in mighty Tommyfield Market. I’ve been called petal, but never blossom. There’s still time. A market micro. Blimey, you could be in Lancashire*. Specifically, you could be in the wondrous Bob in… Continue reading COB & COAL. AND MUFFINS.
“We had joy, we had fun, we saw Oldham in the sun”
One for the purist, now. Matt, who lives just off Oldham Roads in Ancoats, is astonished I’m going to recommend a trip up the A62 now. One of the benefits of living in Sheffield is that I can now say “Let’s do lunch in Oldham” without ridicule. The train/tram is simple, and the route across… Continue reading “We had joy, we had fun, we saw Oldham in the sun”
PITCHERS BY THE RIVER
No idea what happened on the Sunday, as we recovered from the Bath, but by Monday it was all go as Matt came over to give my father-in-law a haircut. No, it’s not MY hair. In the morning I had to drop Mrs RM’s car (it’s a black one) off for a service at the… Continue reading PITCHERS BY THE RIVER
AN EARLY BATH
The in-laws safely headed back to their hotel , Mrs RM forced me to make a final, inadvisable pub stop on that fateful Saturday (the 5th, I’m that far behind). Having already re-visited three of the classic Sheffield GBG pubs, it was time for a fourth. Yes, the pub that gave its name to a… Continue reading AN EARLY BATH
YORKSHIRE CHIPS
After my 10 minute “comfort break and a half” in the Red Deer I attempted to catch up with the tour party at the Diamond but they’d already left for the main Uni buildings via Hendo’s. My father-in-law seems to know more about family trees and company history than me, and told me that the… Continue reading YORKSHIRE CHIPS
NO NIPPING ACROSS THE ROAD FOR A QUICK HALF ANYMORE
We met the in-laws at the Diamond, where James was going to give him a tour of Sheffield University aka Sheffield. Of course, having two pints before a stressful event like like meeting in-laws (now on Day 10 of 14) means, inevitably, you’ll want a “comfort break”. That’s what God invented alleys and bushes for,… Continue reading NO NIPPING ACROSS THE ROAD FOR A QUICK HALF ANYMORE
