23rd October 2022.
On the train back from Conisbrough the inspector checked my mobile ticket.
“It’s OK to break my journey at Rotherham, yeah ?”.
“Well, strictly, NO, it’s not. But you’ll be fine, I expect“. That’s the worst possible answer, isn’t it ? I should have asked Tom Irvin.
My second South Yorkshire micro tick (and it was weird to be back ticking) was in the suburb of North-West Rotherham known as Kimberworth. Expect it under “K” rather than “R” next year to annoy us.
The half hour walk is highly recommended for folk who like being mildly disconcerted by their surroundings but not strictly in fear for their lives (see also : Wolverhampton off the Wednesfield Road).
This is the most attractive looking pub on the route.
No, after YOU.
You get a good view of Milmoor, Rotherham United’s abandoned ground (note New York on bottom right),
before Kimberworth gives a decent run of pubs and views over to Meadowhall.
Steptoe’s is open (tick),
but has a private function (tension) which turns out to be only occupying the left half of the single room. I like that; pubs should be able to host birthdays and bar mitzvahs as well as boozers. I am the only single customer, it seems.
A jolly atmosphere, tinny Motown, high tables, San Miguel and sausage rolls, giggling toddlers, a cool Pennine “Hair of the Dog” (NBSS 3+).
That might sound a mixed bag to you, it was good for me.
Mum called; I took the call outside in the Autumn sun.