In four days time, God willing, I will be in a pub. Perhaps even in esteemed company.
Only a few more of this pointless exploration of Sheffield’s eastern suburbs with their loveably scruffy pubs and artisan litter.
But that’s Handsworth, Brum, which IS ethnically diverse, or was last time I went there.
The South Yorkshire version is neat and trim and a bit dull (sorry if you live there).
Handsworth is home to McDonalds, a tattoo parlour called Thee Original Sin, and a Hungry Horse.
These Hungry Horses look more appealing by the day, don’t they ?
Across the road is a dead Tetley house (“Converted into a day nursery sometime between 2008 and 2011” says the pleasingly non-specific What Pub.
My walk is dull but notably litter-free (compared to Darnall and Brightside; draw your own conclusions).
Back into the Handsworth suburbs for a gorgeous looking estate pub named after the double glazing company that sold a record 337 windows here in 1937.
I’ll be honest, I was going through the motions now, almost tempted by a kebab till I remembered I needed to be in tip-top shape next Monday.
And then, a few yards from where I’d parked, TWO classic looking boozers.
Kelham Island in the Old Crown,
and Chantry in the Chantry, outside which sat some moody looking teenagers denying me even a surreptitious photo.
Beautifully located in the church yard, it MUST be a bet for the GBG. Chantry never let you down, so they ?
No, I didn’t take those abandoned trainers home as a present for Mrs RM.