August 2026. Abbeydale Road. Sheffield. A tiny bit of culture between the pubs, and Sheffield does culture better than most. I’ve seen ballet, theatre, symphonies, comedy and major photographic exhibitions seen we moved North; it’s not all gallons of Magnet and chip butties here, you know. Sheffield presents its industrial heritage in half a dozen… Continue reading ABBEYDALE INDUSTRIAL MUSEUM
MRS RM’s NEW SHOES GO TO THE BLAKE
August 2026. Sheffield. Back home in Sheffield, Mrs RM is trying out new comfy shoes* that will allow her to rejoin the Cask Camino before that canal towpath ices up. “Are you taking me out for a pint then ?“. Really, she’s incorrigible. You know the Blake, it’s 10 minutes walk through Ruskin Park from… Continue reading MRS RM’s NEW SHOES GO TO THE BLAKE
REMEMBERING ALVECHURCH’S FA CUP HEROICS
August 2026. Alvechurch. A well-trod three and a half hour drive back from Cardiff to Sheffield, M4/A449/A40/M50/M5/M42/M1, and I got as far as the M42 before I needed to stop (bones not bladder). It’s a quarter of a century since I last stopped (for a Balti at the New Dilshad) in Alvechurch, pop. 6,564, so… Continue reading REMEMBERING ALVECHURCH’S FA CUP HEROICS
ACROSS THE BARRAGE TO PENARTH
August 2026. Cardiff to Penarth. I left you pondering which crafty pub co. ran this futuristic looking diner facing the Welsh Senedd on Cardiff Bay, and the answer, of course, was Sam Smiths. The Waterguard (which was very quiet) looks rather older from the front, lying next to the Norwegian Church, now very much a… Continue reading ACROSS THE BARRAGE TO PENARTH
CARDIFF BAY
August 2026. Cardiff. A whole day in Cardiff with no plans. No football, no pubs, no Chinese takeaway trail through Splott. A quick look at the market, a triumph of function over form, and a dither at the big clock facing what used to be (in my mind) a run of top Brain’s houses. The… Continue reading CARDIFF BAY
THE DAY AFTER THE SCUFFLE BEFORE. TINY REBEL, CARDIFF.
August 2026. Cardiff. We’d booked two nights at the £31 a night edge of town Zip Hotel, a Premier Inn concept that doesn’t seem to have taken, off despite high spec capsule rooms and a “Pizza and Pint for a tenner” offer. Because people are fusspots and can’t deal with windowless rooms. I’d fancied a… Continue reading THE DAY AFTER THE SCUFFLE BEFORE. TINY REBEL, CARDIFF.
TICKING THE TICKERS IN CARDIFF
August 2026. Cardiff. Well, it was a decent display of pyrotechnics at the Charity Shield, but another damp squib of a City performance against the Gooners, and NO, I didn’t stay for the presentation. But at least I stayed for the final whistle, and still found myself half a mile from the Principality within 15… Continue reading TICKING THE TICKERS IN CARDIFF
A MANCHESTER TAKEOVER OF CARDIFF
August 2026. Cardiff. I’d dragged Mrs RM down to South Wales for a few days to escape the monotony of that Yorkshire-Cambridge-Kent run, and treated her to a couple of nights in the Zip hotel on the corner of David Lloyds sprawling fitness centre that impressed me so much in 2023. £31 a night buys… Continue reading A MANCHESTER TAKEOVER OF CARDIFF
SAUSAGE SATURDAY AT THE LYCEUM
August 2026. Newport. Gwent. Back at the ibis Budget hotel (not even a “where you been ?“) Mrs RM says only; “Hope we’re not going far for tea”. For a change, no, not with Sausage Saturday and Garin Fitter’s Oldies Show at the first pub after the underpass*. Not only can you never walk past… Continue reading SAUSAGE SATURDAY AT THE LYCEUM
ANY CHANGE AT THE MURENGER ?
August 2026. Newport. Gwent. My last visit to Newport resulted in a post called “Well, could YOU walk past the Murenger“, and though I rarely seem to visit Sam Smiths pubs these days you should never take that pint of cask OBB for granted. In and out of the Beer Guide, and often looking in… Continue reading ANY CHANGE AT THE MURENGER ?
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