BLUE MOON. RECOVERING IN THE KELHAM ISLAND TAVERN

January 2026. Sheffield.

Back home in Sheffield on Saturday lunchtime, I hid under the covers avoiding the Manchester derby. Unless I’m physically at the match, I have to avoid the score till the final whistle and last VAR review.

Ooh, are City losing ?” asks Mrs RM. All her friends are United supporting glory hunters, unlike genuine City fans like me.

20 minutes later, it’s all over and we’ve kept the Reds manager in a job for at least a week. I need a pint.

Ah, Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone etc etc.

Blimey, it was great, a deceptively easy drinking 6% IPA. Feel better already, and we’ve an easy game coming up in Norway.

Someone who shan’t be named dissed the beer in the KIT last week, it’s a free country, but this was a 4.

I resisted the stodge,

and with a full front bar took a seat in the conservatory with the youngsters who seem to prefer the trad Sheffield boozers to the modern bars.

Sadly, I missed Will by about 10 minutes. He never stops.

11 thoughts on “BLUE MOON. RECOVERING IN THE KELHAM ISLAND TAVERN

  1. Yes, it’s short post (6 minutes from start to publication) but it still took longer to write than my accidental vegan Spoons breakfast.

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    1. I didn’t realise that it was written in 1934. I like the Ventures instrumental version which reminds me of the Shadows.

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  2. Unfortunately, your Blue Moon being NBSS 4 doesn’t negate someone else’s beer a couple of weeks earlier having been a bit substandard.

    Sorry I missed you in the KIT, but to be fair I didn’t know your arrival was imminent.

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  3. I hadn’t noticed before the pub sign depicting the prevalent smog of Sheffield as a proper industrial city. It’ll never see times like that again.

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