retiredmartin

Yes, it’s THAT series again, where I attempt to confound Sheffield Hatter by walking to all Sheff’s pubs.

I actually brought Simon here last year, and for nine months I’d been thinking “I HAVE to go back”, like in Lost, but with beer.

It’s a 40 minute from home walk up and over the Rivelin Valley and along a lovely little riverside walk with some unusual signage.

Loxley run the Wisewood as a destination pub, and on this sunny Tuesday afternoon it seemed to be the destination for a funeral, schoolchildren and “mums that wine” (not whine, that’s MumsNet).

I counted thirty in the garden. I can count, I’m an accountant.

No-one in the lounge, leaving me a rare clear run at the bar.

I quite like the Loxley design, but the pump clips themselves have odd names that don’t tell you much and all seem a bit similar. What is Loxley’s signature beer, its Blonde or Moonshine ?

But let’s not moan, the two beers (Brickwork and Halliday) were £3.10 and £3.30 and were crisp and tasty, and the views to the valley are gorgeous. Sheffield is a special place.

I joined the folk who weren’t drinking cask in the garden, and realised how easy it is to drink two pints far too quickly when they’re cool and it’s warm.

Goodness know how I’ll cope tomorrow when it hits 33 degrees (US -about 347 degrees).