November 2025. Antifascist Walkley. Sheffield.
Back from London to Cambridge (eventually, someone pulled the emergency cord at Stevenage), then a slight return to Sheffield for a couple of nights before bringing Mrs RM down to Kent and the in-laws. It never stops.
Mrs RM had her haircut, presumably especially for the opera we’ve just been to in Tunbridge Wells, and decided it was about time we revisited her hairdresser’s bar, coming up for its first birthday (and about to expand).
It says a lot about how infrequently we’re actually home that this was our first visit to the Wobbly Dagger on Walkley’s main drag since January.
They’d seen my blog post, but somehow missed the glowing Google review I’d put up.
I got it up on my phone.
Oh.
It’s a mannequin ! That amused Mrs RM, anyway, and may explain why I was booted off social media for breaching community guideline back then.
Anyway, not only does this charming little cocktail bar now have craft in cans, it also has Magic Rock (and others) on draught.
Better than Guinness, I reckon. And superb pizzas.
Lovely people working really hard to make a neighbourhood cocktail lounge/pizzeria/craft bar welcoming to all, with live music and quiz nights and all, and some bloke scuppers the reviews with a pic of a mannequin. Story of my life.
The mannequin is still there (on the ceiling), but I played safe with a photo of the doughnut recipe.
You can’t get into trouble with Google with doughnuts, surely ?
retiredmartin 
Interesting – a friend told me of Coal Drops Yard in London this week and here I see your Coal Drop pint. Life is full of synchronicity 🙂 It is crazy how bots think statues are real naked bodies. I hope my latest post featuring Lady Godiva is not blocked.
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Coal Drop Yard is a fantastic bit of new London. If you remember what the back of Kings Cross used to be like 20 years ago (seedy) you’d be amazed. Not cheap !
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Yes, my buddy was very impressed indeed. She only got to see it as had hours to kill since her Eurostar to Paris was cancelled and the next couple of trains were fully booked. This nice find eased the situation.
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“It never stops.”
Sigh. 😟
“and decided it was about time we revisited her hairdresser’s bar”
Like, a real bar? (pub)
“It says a lot about how infrequently we’re actually home”
Blimey. I’m beginning to realise that Rosie concert was a much needed lifting of spirits for you.
“I got it up on my phone.”
(looks down, way down)
FFS! I can see that I wouldn’t last a minute on ‘social media’.
(Sheesh!) 😏
“Better than Guinness, I reckon. And superb pizzas.”
We have a similar bar thingy here in town; keg beer with pizzas as the main food item. Our eldest got us a gift card last Christmas for there. I’m hinting that would be nice again this year. 😎
“and some bloke scuppers the reviews with a pic of a mannequin. Story of my life.”
Hardly! That’s the result of some puritan blue nose bloody algorithm.
“The mannequin is still there (on the ceiling), but I played safe with a photo of the doughnut recipe.”
Ahem, I did make the comment in your Rosie post about being careful with taking photos. 😇
(of course I meant of real women, not artistic ‘busts’)
Cheers
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“You can’t get into trouble with Google with doughnuts, surely ?”
Dunno… depends whether you reference that possibly apocryphal tale concerning a certain TV cook from back in the day… nudge nudge wink wink
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