I’m determined to keep this blog a positive, politic-free safe space for the Pollyannas amongst us.
But I fear that Monday may test my patience;
Aaaagh.., as they say in Sheffield, which has its own take on The Scream.
Perhaps a “Guess the Dentist” blogpost is on the cards once pubs are no more*.
Our days now start with a look at an empty diary, regret we forgot to celebrate birthday/anniversary/Christmas, and a frisson of excitement we have a trip to have our teeth tickled or a click-and-collect to look forward to.
I picked Occudental (nearest pub : University Arms) because it’s near the dental school on the A57 and it’s nice to be experimented on by students.
20 minutes walk across the Ponderosa, which was covered in white stuff a week ago.
Occudental seemed nice people, better than the aggressive staff in Cambridge anyway, and pleasingly it’s tucked above the Starbucks so you can buy cake straight away afterwards.
No cask at the moment so coffee, cake and Crispy Beef are all we have to look forward to.
The Sang Lung 5 minutes down the hill to Hillsborough is our latest takeaway discovery.
I know Dave loves to see pics of real food (NCTSS 3.5). Note authentic colours.
Oh, and Mrs RM has nearly finished Series I of the complete house renovation package. Sadly, just like “Lost”, there’s another five series to come.
*Grief, this is depressing, isn’t it ?