
July 2023. Sheffield.
Summer brings with it showers, even on the righteous it seems, but that didn’t stop Mrs RM accompanying me on a 10k (steps) walk round Sheffield on Sunday lunchtime.

We really want to explore south Sheffield, the bit not covered by trams with all the ethnic eateries, but only made it as far as New Era when the rains came.

Dokidoki is a relaxed Japanese place,

with impressive seafood soup,

and the first eel I have ever eaten, even though I lived 10 miles from Ely (eel isle).

I have no idea how, but the bill with lunchtime discount came to £22.90. Fill your boots.

Home via Kelham, where Mrs RM insisted, INSISTED, I take her “somewhere new”.

Apart from the Old Shoe I took her in last week, there hasn’t been a new opening in Sheff all week, which is disappointing.
But the West Bar Tap (previously Bar Stewards) gets a third name in 3 years, as Lost Industry Brewery take it on. Keep up at the back.

Lost In West Bar hasn’t moved the (actual) bar (again), so GBG tickers aren’t forced to revisit to complete the Guide, but it’s still worth a place on the Sheffield Pub Crawl (currently 47 pubs and rising).

Nice people, a “no nuts” policy, and some excellent beer.
I wanted something from the brewer, Mrs RM wanted something dark. Hence my half was 3.8%, while Mrs RM got the 12% Cloudwater Imperial Stout.

Frankly, you only needed to sniff that stout to know how good it was. Good enough to make sure neither of us were operating heavy machinery that afternoon. That lawn will never get mowed,
The outside area is rather gorgeous,

though the rabbits need to be coaxed into life, I’m afraid.

I used to visit Sheffield fairly regularly from the late nineties until I left the civil service in 2007 for union meetings either in pubs or where we ended up in one afterwards, but haven’t been back since then. My niece is starting a Master’s degree at Sheffield University in September, I might use that as an excuse to make the short trip across the Pennines and revisit the city.
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Do say hello if and when you do, Matthew.
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Matthew,
My union meetings were in London, Waterloo which wasn’t far beyond a Smithfield breakfast.
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My union meetings were in the T & GWU building across the road from the office which was a bit boring. However I did once successfully move a motion of no confidence in a new General Secretary before he’d even taken office. He was present and didn’t like it. Happy days.
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Bill,
It’s forty years since I was in and the Site Rep for the T&GWU but thar never got me to meetings beyond Stafford.
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Oh, and eels. I ate some smoked eel once at Corn St farmer’s market, Bristol. It was bloody awful. An old work colleague had some jellied eels in the East End which led to projectile vomiting.
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These weren’t jellied ! Could have been sea Bass.
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Sea Bass! A new opportunity for the Wrexham factory?
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Salty Bass. Better than sherberty Bass.
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