Mrs RM has joined the Wonderful Walkley Facebook page.
Not much about pubs on it, so far. Not even many reminiscences about The Rose House, the only pub on South Street, Walkley’s main drag.
I can’t wait to get in here and see whether they’ve got Bass on (SPOILER : **)
With the Rose, and the Florist round the corner,
it’s not surprising that Walkley boasts so many independent plant shops.
But it’s also got takeaways, including 3 options for Crispy Shredded Beef in a mile and a brand new kabab/pizza/burger combo called Turquoise.
Look at the very first question that Walkley want answered about the kebabs;
Vegan tendencies aside (joking, I love vegan food), the locals seems nice, offering free photo frames, Roget’s thesauruses and reuniting children Pub tickers with their dropped pub mascots.
Yesterday I saw an old chap struggle up Carr Road, the steep route from home to Walkley Village, with a metal pin of Bradfield’s Belgian Blue.
Where had it come from ? The specialist beer shop ? The back door of the pub ? ASDA ?
No, from Beeches, the famed Butcher/Post Office/Deli which also offers this curated selection from local Abbeydale, Bradfield and Thornbridge. Good job we don’t drink at home.
Cross the road to Gerry’s and you can experience the rush of joy you get when spending £4.10 on a loaf of bread, confident in the knowledge that comments like “HOW MUCH !” will surely follow from southerners.
So, it’s all woke and bespoke in Walkley.
No, after YOU.