9th October 2022. Why are we travelling to the Western Lakes, so soon after our last trip ? You’d better sit down. After completing the Beer Guide on Rousay on 10th September (you may just be aware of it) I conducted a thorough audit of the GBG, to make sure they all had ticks and… Continue reading A RAPID RETURN TO RAVENGLASS
PRE- AND POST-FITZWILLIAM MUSEUM PINTS
Another crisp October day, another sentimental journey to Cambridge on the train. Perhaps I’ll visit ALL the Cambridge pubs while I’m visiting Mum and Dad, but probably I won’t. I’m bored of Cambridge already. But I’m intrigued to know what statue they’re about to unveil at the station; 6/4 it’s Baa Baa Toure, 3,000/1 it’s… Continue reading PRE- AND POST-FITZWILLIAM MUSEUM PINTS
Who the **** is Schlumberger ?” asks Cambridge
October 5th 2022. Another couple of nights down in Waterbeach with Mum and Dad, who have copied us by hiring a skip to clear out their garage. Getting your octogenarian parents to get rid of ANYTHING is arguably a bigger shock than the one just dished out by Saudi Arabia to Argentina. No new GBG,… Continue reading Who the **** is Schlumberger ?” asks Cambridge
MY FAVOURITE SEAT IN THE DOG & PARTRIDGE
Blimey ! I see BRAPA is blogging from 2 October on his latest wonderful post, and I’m up to 3rd October 2022, which means I’m ahead. Go and sit in the dunce’s corner, Si. More Sheffield street art, and another great little Guide regular. No idea why I popped in the Dog & Partridge, but… Continue reading MY FAVOURITE SEAT IN THE DOG & PARTRIDGE
ALFIE THE ALPACA
2nd October 2022. Yes ! October ! Mrs RM had heard about an alpaca farm to the west of Sheffield, and having recently put turf down in our garden it seemed a good idea to get an alpaca to tend the grass. Oh, apparently that’s not how it works. Anyway, a trip out to the… Continue reading ALFIE THE ALPACA
LINE CLEANING AT THE SCARSDALE HUNDRED
28th September 2022. You left me at the entrance of Sheffield’s second shopping centre, having had an average pint of Wainwright in an average Marston’s dining pub. Having spent the best part of a fiver on an all-day tram ticket, I’d better make it worthwhile by doing some shopping in Crystal Peaks, I suppose. Oh,… Continue reading LINE CLEANING AT THE SCARSDALE HUNDRED
CRYSTAL PEAKS
28 September 2022. ANOTHER day in Sheffield. ANOTHER escape attempt to avoid gardening (I’m sure there was a skip outside our house permanently in September). It was odd having no (zero, 0) GBG pubs left to do, but there’s plenty of boozers left in Greater Sheffield, and a Supertram to take you there; Only the… Continue reading CRYSTAL PEAKS
WHEN NOTHING BEATS A PIE AND A PINT
More short pints with comestible click bait. 27th September 2022. I’ve no idea why I wandered down to the Gardeners just before teatime; perhaps I was bored. Or perhaps I was headed somewhere new and just remembered how wonderful the beer garden was as I crossed the Don. Do I need a reason ? Every… Continue reading WHEN NOTHING BEATS A PIE AND A PINT
FLOATING ALONG
Quite a few days at home in early Autumn, the sort of frivolity not normally allowed to professional tickers. 24th September 2022 saw me use James’s spare ticket for a one day music festival (thanks James) in Sheffield (he was eating Chinese takeaway with my parents). Float Along featured all your favourite “£10 a ticket”… Continue reading FLOATING ALONG
PUB MASCOTS HEAD FOR HALIFAX
23rd September 2022. I wondered why we’d spent the previous night in Manchester. Apart from the joy of a morning in the greatest city on earth (sorry, Milton Keynes), obviously. Turns out we were headed out from Victoria (what happened to their new station bar) to the greatest town on earth (sorry, Maidenhead) for the… Continue reading PUB MASCOTS HEAD FOR HALIFAX
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