Only two and a bit more weeks of this desperate nonsense and I can write about pubs again. Well, pub wine gardens, which I reckon will be just as full of human life on the 12th*.
In the meantime, I’ve been tidying my photos and observing some of Sheffield’s little oddities that probably account for the fact that 107.3% of students choose to stay stay in the city after graduating.
I’m sure James only moved here because he was hypnotised by the Mondrian patterns in windows across the city**.
The first picture is a reflection from our windows onto the new floor tiling Mrs RM is so pleased about; the second is from the Shoulder of Mutton in Worrall, the last is the Florist which is a B+ attempt.
James now has a full compliment of housemates, reuniting with three mates whose friendship stretches back to primary school, in a manner reminiscent of a 1980s frat movie (not THAT one).
After a slow start I’m warming to the local culinary delicacies, like the pork bap with crackling and stuffing from John Crawshaw’s of Hillsborough.
Which prompts me to wonder why the locals here are so thin;
The other thing you notice is how they manage to get their missing cats to sit still to pose for those photos wrapped round every lamp post.
And why they’re more intelligent in say, Mansfield or Middlesbrough. Glasses are a sign of brains, yeah ?
*I see we’re getting two glorious days of sunshine next week; I daren’t look at the long-range forecast.
** No, actually it was the faster WiFi.
retiredmartin 
Mondrian windows…I’d rather have those than Rothko curtains, or Magritte barbers, I think.
“Would you like to see the back of your head, Sir?”
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…and you can keep your Bridget Riley pedestrian crossings an’ all.
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Renee Zellwegger was awful in that.
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They’re skinny because one of those is the total food intake for a day.
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That floor tiling really is lovely; did you put that in yourselves?
I do think it’s Mondrian’s punishment in the afterlife to see how this art style that he was so intense and serious about has been turned into a casual decorative choice along the lines of paisley neckties or checkerboard tablecloths. 😉
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Is it proper parquet flooring ?
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It’s Amtico flooring. Small honey oak planks laid in herringbone pattern.
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What ?
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I used that stuff in our bathrooms, but the synthetic rather than the actual wood. Worked a treat. I could go on, but it’s not really the place, I don’t think.
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We had the floor tiling installed by Pyramid Carpets; we stayed out of the house while they did it (no fun with pubs closed).
All supreme art becomes commonplace; I’m sure your art will feature in pub toilets in Stockport eventually, Mark ;-0
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“I’ve been tidying my photos and observing some of Sheffield’s little oddities that probably account for the fact that 107.3% of students choose to stay stay in the city after graduating.”
(slow golf clap)
“I’m sure James only moved here because he was hypnotised by the Mondrian patterns in windows across the city**”
I checked Mondrian’s Wiki page out. No mention of Sheffield anywhere!
“The first picture is a reflection from our windows onto the new floor tiling Mrs RM is so pleased about;”
Nice flooring. And it appears you have Mondrian windows as well?
“in a manner reminiscent of a 1980s frat movie (not THAT one).”
Perish the thought!
“like the pork bap with crackling and stuffing from John Crawshaw’s of Hillsborough.”
Here’s me being polite. 🙂
“Which prompts me to wonder why the locals here are so thin;”
All of that walking?
“The other thing you notice is how they manage to get their missing cats to sit still to pose for those photos wrapped round every lamp post.”
They hypnotise them. If you look closely at the lamp post photo, that’s a Mondrian window behind the cat. 😉
“Glasses are a sign of brains, yeah ?”
Yes! (LOL)
Cheers
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Am I the only one on this site who had to Google Mondrian?
I thought I was I was quite well up in the world of art, but obviously not!
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Yes you are the only one; all my other readers are incredibly cultured (apart from Russ who’s Canadian).
Admit it, you thought it was Modigliani, didn’t you, Paul. I always get them mixed up.
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“all my other readers are incredibly cultured (apart from Russ who’s Canadian).”
I Googled it as well. But then, I ain’t go no kulture. 😉
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In fairness, I’m not up on art but I’ll always pop in the free museums in Manchester, Leeds and London etc between pubs so I do at least recognise the main artists. If you lived in Margate you’d have the Turner on your doorstep but whether that’s enough to compensate for being surrounded by micropubs in a matter for you to debate.
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Mondrian? It’s what they speak in China, mate.
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“Mondrian? It’s what they speak in China, mate.”
(half a slow golf clap) 🙂
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There are worse things than being surrounded by micropubs. Ask General Custer. Oh, you can’t.
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Mondrian never used green after his early period; he hated it
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That’s the sort of quality detail this blog thrives on.
BRAPA uses green marker to colour in hid Good Beer Guide.
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he came to hate green because he associated it with nature
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Fair enough, nature has a lot to answer for I guess.
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Oh I think he was completely wrong. But he might have ended up in Cornwall otherwise with Ben Nicholson and Co
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