Last night we said farewell to Waterbeach, after 20 flat years, and headed to Walkley in Sheffield.
I’d like to say it was a fond Farewell, but Tier 2 doesn’t allow you to pop in the Sun for a swift 2 pints, so the Chung Wa had to do. Britain’s finest Chinese.
Here’s proof we left Waterbeach. James’s acting career has rather stalled.
2:20hrs later we were trying to park up near the Estate Agents in Crookes, and a mere hour later we were in our new house, unpacking cupboards. I think Mrs RM forgot to pack my Bass glass.
The big appeal of Sheffield is the hills. Walking burns off calories that can easily be replaced in pubs.
If they ever re-open.
James lived next door to the Wellington for 2 years and never went in. How did I bring him up so badly?
We walked past that classic (well, it has loads of beers) on an amble through a sad city centre.
But life will return. Before I left I got my parents to get a vaccination this Sunday. Wow.
Walkley is a bit vegan hipster in parts, but our first Chinese takeaway as official Northerners was proper Old School.
And I DID manage some cask (Abbeydale) , in milk bottles from the chatty Walkley Beer Co.
But it’s not much fun without the codgers, is it?
Anyway, a lot of long days moving boxes and patiently listening to Mrs RM explaining her wallpaper plans lie ahead, so please pray for Tier 2 on the 16th.