My calendar* is looking a little bare. The highlights are the arrival of the skip on Thursday and the putting out of the green bin. Oh, and a couple of things on the 12th.
I thought I’d have to do some work in the garden this afternoon but luckily the snow “storm” arrived just in time.
Doesn’t look too impressive but I’m keeping the fleece as evidence.
As you’d imagine my time is taken up adding my Elkie Brooks LPs to Discogs and
buying chocolate planning out the Glorious 12th.
“Don’t drink TOO much next Monday” says Mrs RM, who I sense is devastated she’s arranged her 3 hour root extraction for that morning.
I heard a report that only 17% of pubs were actually re-opening on the 12th, but after a slow start Sheffield seems to have gone “wine garden” crazy.
Both my crafty pubs, the Blind Monkey and the Raven,
have just joined in the fun in the sun, and this weekend came the news via Sheffield CAMRA that your favourites in the Valley of Beer will be competing for my £3.50.
Shame they couldn’t open on that glorious Saturday, really.
OR the Tap.
And no booking required ! What could be better than a Monday doing the classics ?
Well, Spoons opens at 9am, and Mrs RM has told me not to overdo it, I guess.
*If you can name the pub that Matthew is in you win a Scotch pie (no other flavours available).