More aimless walks from home with the sole objective of seeing SOMETHING I haven’t seen before. I’m easily pleased.
This walk brought a host of delights in the area around Sheffield Hallam University, including what looks an artwork of John Peel drinking a pint next to an olive in the Cutlers Arms. Am I right ? I am, sometimes.
I actually start in the area of west Sheffield (the posh bit) known as Hallam but appropriated by the city’s second Uni, the Uni famous for Nick Park.
Central Sheffield is deserted, bar the Chinese students who stayed on in the smart residences near the Crow and a pleasing numbers of workmen in hard hats.
I’ve high hope that Sheff will Bounce Back Better, or whatever the latest inane 3 word slogan is. Shame the Tap & Tankard escaped my attention before the “revitalisation” of Cambridge St/Covid did for it.
And here’s your proof, from the main drag through Arundel Gate (home to our overworked Solicitor), that the streets are dead.
I used WhatPub to tell me the nearest cask outlet. You’ll know this one;
And then I was in studentsville. Without the students.
What is this Se(l)lers Wheel ?
Gosh, it’s more student accommodation.
And students need pubs. Let’s explore them.
(Later, just being kicked out of my own house by carpet man. Again).