25th December 2022.
Sadly, there is no photographic evidence of Mrs RM’s roast lunch that day, but I did take some photos from our epic 9 minute journey from the Blind Monkey to the foot of Blake Street and back up to the Blake Hotel.
No. We weren’t dressed in Santa outfits. Or as Oliver Cromwell.
Will joined us in this essential 25 December tradition (2 years in a row); 2020 was unfortunately a blank year due to Covid Lockdown 2 (or was it 3 ?).
This is the view once you’ve huffed and puffed your way up the hill;
And this was the view inside at about 3.15 pm.
The pub was packed with locals, the beer was great, but all I can tell you is that Mrs RM had mulled wine. In the Blake. And no crisps this year.
Get that holly out the way.
retiredmartin 
Traditions have to start somewhere. And 25th December seems almost like last year. How many shopping days until Christmas?
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What is “shopping”, Will ?
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It’s just an exppression. It doesn’t imply the existence of anything.
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Oh, like “Have a nice day”.
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You can’t fool us, we know that’s the real reason you moved to Sheffield, and you were all in those matching Elf outfits you mum knitted for you.
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