“You seem to have neglected the Sam Smith’s pub, the Travellers Rest” says Will, responding to this morning’s post. Some people would have gone back in November and checked, but not me. Within TEN MINUTES of reading Will’s admonishment I was hitting the A61, and the delightfully bumpy tram line up to Oughtibridge. In truth,… Continue reading AN OUGHTI-DENDUM
Month: March 2021
NOT HAUGHTY IN OUGHTIBRIDGE
Back to the Sheffield suburbs again, and the first legitimate commuter village you come to beyond the end of the tram line. Once I’m 3 weeks clear of my first jab and have all these pub “wine gardens” to explore I might give the tram a proper workout. “Sheffield Wine Gardens by t’Tram” will be… Continue reading NOT HAUGHTY IN OUGHTIBRIDGE
3 MONTHS IN THE NORTH
Blimey. Today it’s 3 months since we moved from the Fens to Sheffield, and became honorary Northerners. 3 months on and Mrs RM is STILL smashing up bits of wood and sending me out on daily Click-and-Collect expeditions to Wickes/Dunelm/B & Q/IKEA. This is what the spare room looked like last night. Ignore the ear… Continue reading 3 MONTHS IN THE NORTH
REDDITCH MOVES UP TO SECOND
Kentish Paul recently wrote about writers block, and it’s fair to say that blog potential has been a bit scarce of late, so I’m grateful for the opportunity to examine crumbling pubs, rate takeaways and morbidly pore over the Covid League Table. Talking of Kent, their spell in charge of the leaderboard seems a distant… Continue reading REDDITCH MOVES UP TO SECOND
GUESS THE PUB GOES TO BAVARIA
Greetings from the nerve centre of retiredmartin, the only space in the house I’m allowed while Mrs RM arranges sofas, carpets, lino and probably other things I wouldn’t understand. Don’t faint, but I’ve just been to A NEW PUB ! It might even make WhatPub, if not GBG22*. Details to follow. Thanks to Sheffield Hatter… Continue reading GUESS THE PUB GOES TO BAVARIA
SOUTH DERBYSHIRE SLIPS TO THE TOP
Not since the 1971-72 league season has there been such a topsy-turvy table, the leadership changing almost on a daily basis. In ’72 it was Derby’s Rams under Clough and Taylor who edged Division 1 from the Scousers, Stoke and City (yes, we existed before 2008). In 2021 Derby sits unproudly atop the Covid league,… Continue reading SOUTH DERBYSHIRE SLIPS TO THE TOP
ENOUGH OF THE CANS, ROLL OUT THE BEER GARDENS
I felt shattered today, after all that heavy lifting yesterday. SO tired, I had to turn to Mumsnet to lift my mood. Never mind Covid, or Simon’s new blog, or United’s title charge; this is what mums are worried about today. The correct responses are, of course 1) Lorenzo, 2) Good morning to you, too,… Continue reading ENOUGH OF THE CANS, ROLL OUT THE BEER GARDENS
GUESS THE PUB GOES ALL BBB
It’s what made this country great. Boring Brown Bitters, boiled eggs, and little lit up alleys housing bikes and boozers, stuck amid quaint independent stores called VANS, North Face, Joe & The Juice and Fitness World. Oh, and pubs with a Cask Marque, the absolute guarantee of a Perfect Pint (it says here). I don’t… Continue reading GUESS THE PUB GOES ALL BBB
UNTIL I LEARN TO ACCEPT MY REWARD
“Where’s my blog post ?” screams D. Southworth. “I think I know the answer !” says Lorenzo. “Are you still alive ?” asks Mrs RM, who measures my pulse by my blog output. I’ve been helping James move, and I’m knackered. Mrs RM is STILL putting cupboards up, at 9.03 pm. Here’s the travel map;… Continue reading UNTIL I LEARN TO ACCEPT MY REWARD
SETTLING IN, MOVING ON
“Do you feel like you’re in Sheffield yet ?” said Mrs RM, while I made her coffee and buttered scones. “I don’t” said Mrs RM, answering the clearly rhetorical question. She’s right. I may have been called “M’duck” and “Me love” 88 times on trips to Click-and-Collect, I may have noticed the clicking of my… Continue reading SETTLING IN, MOVING ON
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