No, not the Red Stripe. That’s craft lager. These posts are falling into a predictable pattern; Go for an energetic walk, take pics of crumbling industry and dubious street art, note a permanently closed shop with tiling porn, make a mental note to revisit a pub serving John Smiths, and buy some take-out in a… Continue reading CAN OF WHUP ASS
Month: December 2020
2020 IN REVIEW – DECEMBER
December was long this year, wasn’t it ? We finally concluded our house sale after digging an enormous hole and seeing how fast water drained away, and set 11 December as a date to become official Northerners. I made the journey from Waterbeach to Hillsborough’s Big Yellow Storage 8 times in 9 days, moving equivalent… Continue reading 2020 IN REVIEW – DECEMBER
A WADSLEY WOBBLE
Another solo Sheffield suburb saunter for you, as I explore the villages that Mrs RM won’t (till she’s finished constructing IKEA wardobes). Wadsley is a couple of miles north-west of me, an ideal place to park when visiting Hillsborough if fans are ever allowed back in games to revive half-and-half scarf sales. As you see… Continue reading A WADSLEY WOBBLE
2020 IN REVIEW – NOVEMBER
Bit of a cheat, this post, as the Official November Review is less than 2 months old. But you lot have memories like sieves (if you’re anything like me) and will already have forgotten about the Live & Let Live in Lynn (top) November was a DREADFUL month, despite the travel map not looking too… Continue reading 2020 IN REVIEW – NOVEMBER
COBWEB BRIDGE
Great news this morning about the Oxford/Astra Zeneca Vaccine. Hopefully by the time it reaches me it’ll be available in the form of a murky DIPA produced in Neepsend. My parents get their second Pfizer shot this Sunday so they’ll soon be able to return to their hedonistic lifestyle; staying at home, pottering about in… Continue reading COBWEB BRIDGE
2020 IN REVIEW – OCTOBER
I know some of my readers have a rather rose-tinted image of Mrs RM. Well, you should know that yesterday she attempted to put Baa Baa Toure in the loft with the Christmas decorations. Baa Baa was rescued just in time, I’ll need him/her for when I can resume my travels. I’d forgotten how frantic… Continue reading 2020 IN REVIEW – OCTOBER
INTO THE VALLEY (OF CLOSED PUBS)
It’s been snowing. Obviously as a reformed Southerner I’ve never seen snow before. Wonderful Walkley Facebook group is in meltdown (as it were) as buses have got stuck at bottom o’ th’ hill and Walkley-ites will be late for their Feng Shui and Vegan Needlecraft classes. With nowhere to go, I’m happy to be using… Continue reading INTO THE VALLEY (OF CLOSED PUBS)
2020 IN REVIEW – SEPTEMBER
Blimey. What a month. Almost constantly travelling, pinking in counties as I go. Things almost seemed back to normal in early September. Autumn brought dramatic sunsets over Northumberland and Teignmouth and an Indian Summer to Lulworth Cove and the western Lakes. We had a great stop in Barrow, visiting rotting pubs, a cracking curry house… Continue reading 2020 IN REVIEW – SEPTEMBER
A PITSMOOR PERAMBULATION
Another break from the 2020 Review before we reach September, which for me could be renamed “Dorset”. I’ve got plenty more urban walks and closed pubs from Tier 3 Hell to bring you, though whether there’s enough suburbs of Barnsley and Mexborough to string out this blog till we’re all vaccinated is quite another matter.… Continue reading A PITSMOOR PERAMBULATION
2020 IN REVIEW – AUGUST
Rules, rules, rules. Pub-going seemed to get a little harder in August, though perhaps that was just the reality of Cornish and Devonian publicans being paranoid about the arrival of the London plague. Standing at, or even approaching the bar, became a capital offence. Yes, the Castle in King’s Nympton had really made sure you… Continue reading 2020 IN REVIEW – AUGUST
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