The big news this morning is that double-jabbed Americans will be able to visit us without isolation from next month. They might not be able to go back home, but who cares ? They can stay in our garage as long as they want as long as they make me a coffee at 6am each… Continue reading WA HEY IT’S WHALEY !
Month: July 2021
INTO THE HIGH PEAK
Some scenic pics for you from a week ago, as I take the slow train to Manchester and jump off (not literally) at cheery Chinley. A trio of Old Boys in hiking gear discussed the pubs at all the stops, raising hopes that they were local CAMRAs about to score ALL the pubs in the… Continue reading INTO THE HIGH PEAK
THE BAR IS THE HEART OF THE PUB
You’ve heard about Monday the 19th, “Freedom Day”, spent on my own doorstep at the Blind Monkey. It was wonderful to get back to the bar to but my own pint and then not be disturbed by people continually coming over to my table to bring drinks, take cask, bring change and ask if I… Continue reading THE BAR IS THE HEART OF THE PUB
HAZY JANE
Unfortunately this blog doesn’t yet come in a Scratch ‘n’ Sniff version that tells you the temperature, so as the rain returns today you might not believe how hot it’s been ‘oop north this month. After declaring our totals for the Bear Hunt, and deciding to save the rest of those ticks for a cooler… Continue reading HAZY JANE
TUDOR, THWAITES, TEDDIES
I can tell how much you love these Sheffield bears, so here’s some more corkers. Also note the blue skies on the last Saturday before “Freedom Day“. The balmy weather coincided with a continental market in Sheffield’s main drag outside the town hall which had managed to commandeer an astonishing range of German beer. On… Continue reading TUDOR, THWAITES, TEDDIES
BUNGALOWS & BEARS, GLITTER BALLS & PADDED CHAIRS
In the spirit of doing things with Mrs RM that don’t involve pink pens and Doom Bar, I joined her on the Sheffield Bear Hunt the other Saturday. Don’t worry, it’s not a REAL hunt. Grief, we’re not in Rotherham. No this involves finding and waving your phone over a multi-coloured bear, getting a ping,… Continue reading BUNGALOWS & BEARS, GLITTER BALLS & PADDED CHAIRS
OLD GLOSSOP, NEW GLOSSOP
Mrs RM reminds me that we moved north to have trips into the Peaks on our doorstep, and last Friday we set off on the A57 Snake Pass to walk Kinder Scout get a GBG tick after a modest walk in the hills. Parked up east of town, an hour’s walk along the edge of… Continue reading OLD GLOSSOP, NEW GLOSSOP
IN THE CHURCH OF THE POISONED MIND
Wine ! Yes, it’s not just me who’s tired of beer. Particularly when there’s no cask, as was the case in Sheffield fun pub “Church – Temple of Fun“. See ? Even got “fun” in the name. An impressive reworking of the old Samuel Osborn works to provide some of Kelham Island’s best pub seating… Continue reading IN THE CHURCH OF THE POISONED MIND
LUSH LOUTH
One left to do to complete Lincolnshire (YOU do it) and a dash to Grimsby bus station via blocks of ice and fish smoking factories. I’m afraid the number 51 to Louth is not a good advert for the bus, but then I’ve never liked buses, ever since Sally of the 3rd form puked up… Continue reading LUSH LOUTH
TOP 100 PUBS – RUTLAND ARMS, GRIMSBY
So when I tell you that the Rutland Arms in Grimsby is one of the world’s greatest pubs, you know I’m not pissed. Well, actually I am, but whatever. After crafty Dock Beers I did the grim in Grimsby and walked Freeeman Street toward Tick No.2. Blimey. This is the England the Americans come to… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – RUTLAND ARMS, GRIMSBY
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