Dave will be bleating if I don’t get a new post out today (the Stocksbridge one “dropped” (ugh) at about 7 minutes to midnight last night); so what better for Valentines Day than the giant Sheffield Forgemasters building that dominates the approach to IKEA on the majestic A6178.
Yes, another trip to the edge of town to Click-and-Collect IKEA shelving, and boost the economies of
China South Yorkshire.
The stretch from Junction 31 of the M1 into the centre is an enticing mix of shopping centres, sports arenas and factories.
It offers the connoisseur a choice of 15 Starbucks, one of them in ancient Carbrook Hall that I could probably have convinced you was a Sam Smiths.
I quite liked the look of the Wentworth Hotel, an ultra rare Brightside survivor that Will “normally score 6” scored an 8.
Sure I saw the curtains twitch as this point, so admired the fontage and ran.
Next door to the Wentworth is the Eighteen-Ten, one of the Marston eateries that will dominate the post-Covid world. And we welcome our glorious Wolverhampton masters.
Across the (very quiet) Attercliffe Common I spy another lost pub, now apparently selling the sort of outfits last worn on Kraftwerk’s gig in Luton Hoo.
Talking of Luton, no review by Will, but that’s because the Pheasant was well and truly plucked and its name changed before its sad end. Take a look here, and wonder why I didn’t use THAT title.
There’s a happy end. Popping in to Subway I found I had 1,478 points on my card, with which I got Mrs RM a free cookie. #AllHeart