WELL, I STILL LOVE THE CITY ARMS

23rd December 2022. Mrs RM eventually turned up at Manchester’s library (the central one, rather than Rylands or Chetham’s), and thankfully hadn’t bought me a Christmas jumper from Primark. Because she’d lost her purse (left it in the car, detail fans). Matt was just about to finish his last cut; Mrs RM had mysteriously lost… Continue reading WELL, I STILL LOVE THE CITY ARMS

“And if a double decker bus, crashes into us…”

….we still have Christmas Eve, Eve in Manchester. 23rd Manchester 2022. Or “Black Eye Friday“, the last working day before Christmas, in my book. A highlight of the year. Except it seemed most folk had packed in work a week early, the lazy sods. Matthew was busy cutting student hair till lunchtime on Christmas Eve,… Continue reading “And if a double decker bus, crashes into us…”

AFTERNOON TEA WITH HILLSBOROUGH’S GENTLEFOLK

20th December 2022. I really struggle on the rare days I’m forced by circumstance to stay in Sheffield, but at least there’s still many corners (and pubs) of this great city to explore on foot. The walk up behind Sheffield Station to the Park Hill flats (immortalised by Richard Hawley and the subject of a… Continue reading AFTERNOON TEA WITH HILLSBOROUGH’S GENTLEFOLK