Before we start, I thought you’d like to see a Sheffield sunset from the top of the hill outside our house next to the Blind Monkey.
If you’re lucky I’ll bring you a “hill and pub” guide to all the locations used in “The Full Monty“.
My in-laws certainly got the best of the Great Northern weather during their fourteen (14) day holiday in Sheffield, and when they come back in 2041 I hope they’ll be able to visit some more of our great pubs like the Shakespeare, one of several you’ll know that I’m saving till all the restrictions are relaxed.
Last Friday I went for a wander round town, looking for signs of of the bounce back.
With the main bar areas pedestrianised, Devonshire Street wasn’t quite as busy as Manchester’s Stevenson Square at 15:23, but Proper Pubs called things like Bungalows & Bears (Grolsch on draught) looked to be filling up.
Talking of Proper Pubs;
ALL THE PUBS IN SHEFFIELD ON FOOT No. 29 – Brew Dog, Devonshire Street
“Brew Dog, you say ? Weren’t they cancelled last week ?”
Twitter storm or not, you know I love an, um, underdog.
I also love their food, but perversely I’m here for one of their non-alcoholic beers after recent exertions, so somehow resist the one with Simcoe in the title.
It’s very quiet, but frankly I nearly always find Brew Dogs quiet during the day. It makes for an easier appreciation of their heritage pubs.
The naff soundtrack, a key feature of the Brew Dog appeal, swerves from Fleetwood Mac (“The Chain”) to Blink-182 and I pine for the trip hop of the Dog & Partridge the previous day.
Suddenly, I needed a proper beer. Follow that man…