December 2024. Sheffield. Jim had abandoned me with a 10 % imperial stout in Vocation while he raced off to a 12.20 appointment at the Dog & Partridge. How does he do it ? Not only that, he’d even popped in this little classic (just un-Guided and shorn of Bass), on the way to his… Continue reading TAKING A PERCH. RETIRED MARTIN DAY EVE PUB CRAWL No. 4 – PERCH
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“Oh no, not the 10% Mint Cocoa Imperial Stout !”. RETIRED MARTIN DAY EVE PUB CRAWL No. 3 – VOCATION SHEFFIELD
December 2024. Sheffield. A challenging schedule for my meet-up with manic ticker Jim last Saturday; but as we strode to the bar of Vocation & Co., across the road but a million miles in spirit from BrewDog, the town hall clock struck noon. Bang on schedule ! Time for a sensible choice; just a half… Continue reading “Oh no, not the 10% Mint Cocoa Imperial Stout !”. RETIRED MARTIN DAY EVE PUB CRAWL No. 3 – VOCATION SHEFFIELD
“SPLITTING THE G”. RETIRED MARTIN DAY EVE PUB CRAWL NO. 2 – THE GRAPES
December 2024. Sheffield. Jim’s itinerary was a bit challenging by my more relaxed standards; I had a tentative plan to do some new GBG pubs in Leeds and Burnley but always good company over ticking, and Jim is always good company. I make a bit of a hash of guiding him from the Old Queens… Continue reading “SPLITTING THE G”. RETIRED MARTIN DAY EVE PUB CRAWL NO. 2 – THE GRAPES
RETIRED MARTIN DAY EVE PUB CRAWL. No.1 – THE OLD QUEEN’S HEAD
December 2024. Sheffield. My actual birthday yesterday was a near total disaster I’m sure you’ll enjoy reading about shortly, so just as well I made hay on Saturday while I had the chance. A big, BIG thanks to fellow Pub Ticket Jim of Saddleworth, who sent me this suggestion for a meet-up before his Champions… Continue reading RETIRED MARTIN DAY EVE PUB CRAWL. No.1 – THE OLD QUEEN’S HEAD
NEW IN SHEFFIELD – THE WOBBLY DAGGER
December 2024. Sheffield. The Blake is a classic Sheffield ale pub and all, but it’s a new cocktail bar in Walkley you want. The Wobbly Dagger (nope, no idea) has just been opened in the old butchers-cum-post office by Mrs RM’s hairdresser. I like the styling a lot, and it’s very neighbourhood Sheffield with no… Continue reading NEW IN SHEFFIELD – THE WOBBLY DAGGER
BLACK EYE FRIDAY AT THE BLAKE
December 2024. Sheffield. I had to leave Mum in the care of Council reablement staff for a day while we popped back to Sheffield to fetch her grandsons for Christmas. Pulling into Walkley I thought I must message Will and say “Fancy a pint“. Oddly, at that precise moment Will was composing his own 44… Continue reading BLACK EYE FRIDAY AT THE BLAKE
WINTER WARMERS
December 2024. Cambridge. Christmas shopping. For Mum, obviously, I haven’t bought a single Christmas present for 30 years and I haven’t been struck down dead yet. Five (5) shops I visited in Cambridge looking for size 12 velcro slippers, finally tracking them down in Marks & Spencers in the underwhelming market place. I popped in… Continue reading WINTER WARMERS
FINALLY ! A GOOD LANDLORD
December 2024. Milton. Happy Retired Martin Day. On Tuesday I failed to get to London to celebrate Mrs Retired Martin Day, and was attempting to get home to Mum as trains ground to a halt. Services back to Waterbeach were successively cancelled, the only departure from Cambridge taking me the 2 miles to Cambridge North,… Continue reading FINALLY ! A GOOD LANDLORD
SANTA BANTER IN THE SALISBURY ARMS
December 2024. Cambridge. I had to run to catch the 13:03 back from Baldock to Cambridge, a pint of NBSS 5 Abbot and a plate of pie sloshing up and down in my tummy. Safer than curry and mango lassi, but not by much. The train skilfully dawdles to a halt just in time for… Continue reading SANTA BANTER IN THE SALISBURY ARMS
UNEXPECTED PERFECTION AT BALDOCK’S ORANGE TREE
December 2024. Baldock. You left me in Baldock at noon, the southbound train going nowhere fast and no idea about a route north and home. Of all the places to be stranded, the Orange Tree was as good as it gets. “Oi mate ! Put another log on the fire“. Retired Martin only wishes to… Continue reading UNEXPECTED PERFECTION AT BALDOCK’S ORANGE TREE