MALTBY PITCHES FOR SIR TIM TO CUT THE RIBBON ON THE GLORIOUS 12th

I’ve had no knocks on the door after visiting Blyth the other day, so I might have got away with crossing the county border (again).

But then Google Maps reckons it’s in Rotherham and it HAS got a Sheffield postcode.

Look how green it all is between those built-up big cities and bucolic Blyth;

I allowed myself a second inessential stop at Maltby, purely because I noticed this view;

Maltby is one of the many former mining villages that make exploring South Yorkshire such a joy, except for the GBG ticker.

The (sort of triangle) formed by the M180/M1/A1(M) has had few books written about it (yet).

But a decade ago Maltby got its Spoons, prompting a triumphant visit by me that preceded this blog but did mean I was able to warn BRAPA before his 2016 visit via Rotherham Interchange.

a softly spoken frail old lady told me it had taken her four hours to get her winter flu jab, something she blamed solely on Rotherham Interchange.  Once on the bus, an Eastern European man glared at us from outside the Stag pub, he was smoking aggressively.”

I miss BRAPA.

And I miss boisterous Spoons like the Queens Hotel (it used to be a hotel, not a palace).

I investigated, starting on the Joker steps.

In South Yorkshire towns like Wath and Mexborough and Maltby you hope to see ornate John Smiths boozers like the Don John (named after the character in Shakespeare’s “Much Ado About Nothing” which was set in the town).
Some of the original 16th century graffiti remains intact due to the effort of the local Shakespeare Society;

A pleasing mix of disused mineshafts, working mens clubs and kebab shops, with just a sprinkle of Art Deco.

When Mrs RM tires of Sheffield we’ll move here for her next renovation project, and she can use the WiFi in the Spoons.

Grief, it’s gorgeous.

Simon wrote of the Queens,

Okay, so the main barmaid told him off for trying to put the Exmoor on early, but she then told off an old man who tried to complain that he’d expected chips with his sandwich.  “Well you should’ve made yourself clearer!” she said and he trudged off disconsolately.  Brilliant.  I hate food complainers. 

I miss BRAPA.

And I miss arguments on Twitter about Spoons and Tim Martin. This would be a great place for him to cut the ribbon on the return of pubs on the Glorious 12th, and he could walk off his Doom Bar and pancakes on Maltby Crags afterwards.

I might even make it there myself.

10 thoughts on “MALTBY PITCHES FOR SIR TIM TO CUT THE RIBBON ON THE GLORIOUS 12th

  1. “I’ve had no knocks on the door after visiting Blyth the other day, so I might have got away with crossing the county border” – but you would surely have given a spirited defence of your visit to Blythe.

    “and it HAS got a Sheffield postcode” – so have Barnsley, Worksop, Clay Cross and the Hope Valley.

    .“Much Ado About Nothing” reminds me of the broccoli debate on Discourse.

    “Tim Martin ……… could walk off his Doom Bar and pancakes on Maltby Crags afterwards” but a Greene King beer is Tim’s favourite so the Duty Manager would ensure that the Abbot’s drinking well.

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  2. Just in case anyone imagines there is a scintilla of truth in Martin’s complete lie about Don John, he was actually a “British Thoroughbred racehorse and sire best known for winning the classic St Leger Stakes in 1838”. WhatPub have made a mess of the name, stating that the pub “recently underwent a name change from Don Jon, named after a famous racehorse, to Don John”. There is no racehorse called Don Jon. I photographed the pub for Pubs Galore in 2012 when it was called Don John, and a 2019 photo on the site also shows that name. There are online references to the spelling without an H, but those that I have checked fall between the dates of the photos clearly showing the name with an H. How strange.

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  3. Mention of the Sheffield postcode reminds me that from being a Royal Mail employee for ten years ( until my knees failed four years ago ) I’m aware that it Is the third most populous, out of 121, Postcode Area in the UK.
    However with ‘populous’ and ‘popular’ not quite having the same definition it probably can’t be assumed that Sheffield is the third best place in in the country in which to reside.

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    1. Very circumspectly stated, Paul. Third best is not something that Sheffield people are prepared to accept. Except in their football teams, apparently.

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      1. SH,
        Yes, Belfast in second place made me a bit doubtful though I can understand Digbeth pushing Birmingham to the top. Glasgow with its Laurieston is fourth and Manchester surprisingly low down at fifth.

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  4. “But then Google Maps reckons it’s in Rotherham and it HAS got a Sheffield postcode.”

    Yes but so does Chesterfield. That’s stretching it a bit. 😉

    “Look how green it all is between those built-up big cities and bucolic Blyth;”

    Well, England’s unofficial anthem does mention mountains green as well as green and pleasant land. 🙂

    “The (sort of triangle) formed by the M180/M1/A1(M) has had few books written about it (yet).”

    Triangle? Looks more like some sort of wobbly blancmange.

    “I miss BRAPA.”

    He’s doing those western slash si-fi posts now you know. 😉

    “I investigated, starting on the Joker steps.”

    (looks it up) – Nope.

    “(named after the character in Shakespeare’s “Much Ado About Nothing” which was set in the town)”

    (looks it up) – Nope.

    And you wonder why me and Etu says you make stuff up! 🙂

    “Some of the original 16th century graffiti remains intact due to the effort of the local Shakespeare Society;”

    Makes sense. That first word was supposedly in use almost 90 years before William was born.

    “When Mrs RM tires of Sheffield we’ll move here for her next renovation project, and she can use the WiFi in the Spoons.”

    Steady on!

    “I miss BRAPA.”

    I’ll let him know when I comment on his next post. 🙂

    “This would be a great place for him to cut the ribbon on the return of pubs on the Glorious 12th, and he could walk off his Doom Bar and pancakes on Maltby Crags afterwards.”

    Hear, hear!

    Cheers

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      1. “First you criticise my interpretation of the very subjective east-west split (was that you ?) and now you say I don’t know what a triangle is !”

        I would never disparage anything you say. 😉

        And hopefully we can agree it’s a triangle shaped blancmange. 🙂

        Cheers

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