STATION TO STATION (INN). A DERBY TREASURE RETURNS

I left the Old Boys in the Smithfield to their talk of “interesting” beers and Francis Lee’s gold Mercedes and crowds of 7,000 at Stamford Bridge, and wobbled back towards the station. Blimey, those cobbles look big. The Alex and the Brunswick lie over those cobbles, but I was headed for a re-opened classic with… Continue reading STATION TO STATION (INN). A DERBY TREASURE RETURNS

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

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