On the Thursday Mrs RM and I did an exciting train journey into the next county. I’ll leave you guessing where we headed, but it cost c.£16.
With 17 minutes till the train to Leeds (red herring) and being on the same platform as the station entrance, there was no excuse for not popping into the Sheffield Tap, despite Mrs RM being OFF BEER.
Not my first visit since reopening, but the best.
Cheery welcome, no Covid Fuss, lovely seat with a view of the train to Elsecar.
And the best beers (both from in-house Tapped) of the month. So far.
Mrs RM said so, before she nicked mine.
“Can’t miss the train” she said, not unreasonably.
I’ve read a lot about the death of cask on CAMRA Discourse of late, mainly from London commentators, but this was real “Try this” stuff. NBSS 3.5/4. If you clean the lines and sell a barrel in a day or two it’s still nectar.
At Leeds we had just enough time for a wee, or two, before the onward journey and even greater riches.
But where were we headed with this street art to greet us ?