Sunday seemed a good day to explore the Cholera Grounds.
James joined me, forcing Mrs RM to stay at home with the Pastry Sours and the painting.
Following the map above will give you a varied 2 hour walk with fun for all the family, except of course you’re only allowed to walk with one other person and NEVER with a coffee in hand.
Sheffield Castle, once home to the Queen of Scotland (not Nicola), is long gone. But the original castle ale house where Queen Mary had tutored tastings of Stones Best and Magnet remains.
James had never been in, surprisingly.
Our walk takes us up to Park Hill Flats and past the long lane where drug deals are probably concluded to the Cholera Memorial which claimed 402 lives in 1832.
From here you can see the full span of central Sheffield, including a game of association football (US : kickball) taking place at Bramall Lane between the Blades and the Spurs.
We went to investigate the activity at the ground. Oooh, a nice pub selling Doom Bar.
No sign of activity inside, not even the thud of ‘arry Kane diving for a penalty.
No fans in the pubs outside the ground buying lapel badges and fanzines, no sizzle of hot dogs and onions.
They really should never have restarted football without fans, you know.
These walks, without a beer, coffee or sit-down, start to get wearing after 90 minutes (when you’re young), and James directed me back via the ring-road and the progressively more genteel streets of Broomhall.
I think that sign says GENTEEL, anyway.
I’d never heard of the Hanover,
but Alan and Will have been, scoring a 7 and a 6 respectively on Pubs Galore.
Even keg Boddies in the Hanover seems attractive right now.