retiredmartin

June 2026. Sheffield.

An aimless Sheff walk up and down hills to get those 15,000 calories in finds me at the string of public parks above the University,

harassing ducks. I think they’re ducks.

Floral Weston Park leads to the reservoir at Crookes Valley, and the studenty Dam House.

Unlike the Sheffield Hatter I have many, many local pubs still to do, and at some point recently the Dam had cask, possibly pumped straight from the reservoir based on beer scores.

But the pumps are all turned round, the Belgian bottles promised on Untappd nowhere to be seen, and everyone is on the Prava, well under a fiver.

Pride of Burton, nowadays, I guess.

I sit on a large sofa built for four and find my first ever Pravha, how do I say it, better than Madri

They’re showing Northern Ireland’s warm-up for their future Nations League group with a match at France, whoever they are.

Two guys discuss the hand ball rule*, at tedious length.

It’s going to be a long summer.

*Half Man Half Biscuit had the right idea.