The “iconic” Welcome to Sheffield sign, erected to greet Oliver McBurnie after his transfer from Swansea City, is actually near the Moor Market, home to craft cans and Thai noodles (pic : Rob Lee).
The square mile between the City Hall and the station is a riot of art/graffiti/vandalism (delete as required).
But there’s still a pleasing dollop of industrial signage tucked amongst the Hygge cafes and student letting agencies, Sheffield’s two main industries.
Hallam has the better of the two university’s art quarters, he says controversially, but there’s signs of some infuriating vandalism creeping in.
The main pub draw here is the Rutland Arms, of course, but I’d completely forgot about the Red Lion and the Roebuck, GBG certainties in 97% of UK towns, even if they don’t serve Doom Bar.
By this stage I was getting some odd looks as I stopped to admire lamp posts next to student residences.
But at least I was able to confirm that, yes, it was John Peel in that picture in the last blog.
Phew. That’s one less mystery to solve.