You left me in the Soup Kitchen, with an hour till my overdue hair cut. I suddenly remembered I’d only had a bag of McCoys Salt & Vinegar Ridge Cut crisps for lunch, and frankly if This & That had been open I’d have nipped in there for the Lamb and Spinach. I miss Manchester… Continue reading SOD IT, I’M FREEZING
Eagle-eyed readers (that’s you, Bill) may have noticed I hadn’t had a drink yet on the Glorious 12th, and I wasn’t going to get one till Manchester as the Sheffield Tap seating was full when I got back to the station. Bing maps reckon the 56 minute trip across the Peak goes in a perfect… Continue reading MANCHESTER – NO ROOM OUTSIDE THE INN
Before we start Part V of The Glorious 12th (there’s only six parts), here’s a request I just found in my Comments box. Hopefully one of you can help the mysterious “how to make cbd oil with no thc” (that’s an anagram of Dobbie). Alternatively, if you are Max Stevens, you’re in demand. You left… Continue reading ON A BLADDER LEASH
Just like 25 December 0 (?), 22 December 1964, and 13 May 2012, April 12 2021 is one of those days you’ll tell the grandchildren about, if you live that long (or steal someone else’s, it’s probably legal in Yorkshire). The sun came out, pubs welcomed you back to their bosoms, and a smile returned… Continue reading AND COLIN TOO !
Enough about me propping up the Timbo profits; it’s time for BRAPA. In his landmark post on pub ticking last week Simon told us; “Next weeks outdoor April 12th re-opening will bring some limited localised joy shivering under the snowy umbrellas of York’s Fox and Golden Ball, but BRAPA will not recommence until I can… Continue reading PLAYING DES WITH BRAPA
You can always tell when the pubs have reopened as Tim Martin will be trending:Beer Twitter dropping all “Be Nice” pretence to slag off the guy who brought £1.99 pints to the masses. At the table next to me in the Sheffield Waterworks, an off duty Spoons employee was vigorously defending his boss, contrasting his… Continue reading TIM MARTIN IS TRENDING
“Be gentle with us, we’ve never done this before“ Said the nice young man letting us into Sheffield Waterworks, after a five minute wait by the Jessica Ennis postbox. “There’s only two of us“ Folk seem patient, at least until the coffee machine breaks. It’s a gorgeous day in Sheffield, the sun beating down on… Continue reading AND THEY’RE BACK!
Back last July, the day before re-opening, I wrote “If you go, follow the rules, and be nice to the staff. They hate this more than you do”. In general, I thought that people and pubs got it right last summer, despite the rules tightening in the Autumn and lumbering us with table service. But… Continue reading BE NICE
We went for an aimless drive round the Peak and ended up in Penistone, a posh satellite town for Barnsley. It happens. Hadn’t been for years, no need for the A628 when the A616 gets you to Manchester quickest, but it’s a wonky train ride from Sheffield via micro-mad Barnsley so I’m bound to do… Continue reading PRE-EMPTIVE PENISTONE
Ah, but WHICH league ? And is being bottom bad ? Another easy one for you today. Russ will still have no idea, perhaps he should start a “Guess the Moose” blog. Nice aerial view from Bing Maps. Is it a pile of unused GBG21s ? Our mystery town is a favourite of RM for… Continue reading GUESS THE PUB GOES TO THE BOTTOM OF THE LEAGUE