I’ve had no knocks on the door after visiting Blyth the other day, so I might have got away with crossing the county border (again). But then Google Maps reckons it’s in Rotherham and it HAS got a Sheffield postcode. Look how green it all is between those built-up big cities and bucolic Blyth; I… Continue reading MALTBY PITCHES FOR SIR TIM TO CUT THE RIBBON ON THE GLORIOUS 12th
SURE-FIRE WAYS TO AVOID COVID VACCINE SIDE EFFECTS
One of the many triumphs of the Government’s response to the Covid pandemic has been recruiting Sir Timbo to the vaccine procurement team. Buying up short-dated Sputnik jabs cheap (with CAMRA discount vouchers) and re-labelling them as Astra Zenica has enabled us to shoot through the 50-somethings this week. The Manchester City forum Blue Moon… Continue reading SURE-FIRE WAYS TO AVOID COVID VACCINE SIDE EFFECTS
GUESS THE PUB WONDERS WHY THE PUMP CLIP’S TURNED ROUND
I bought this latest round of “Guess the Pubs” as a job lot, so there MAY be duplication. Would you even notice ? There’s almost a clue in the title but our location is an 11 letter village only famous for one product (No. 22). Our product was named in 1795 by a semi-famous Martin,… Continue reading GUESS THE PUB WONDERS WHY THE PUMP CLIP’S TURNED ROUND
60 UP
Mum and Dad celebrated their Diamond Wedding Anniversary today. They had a nice card from the Queen, though I know they’d have preferred a Chinese takeaway from Chung Hwa with me and Sis; that’ll have to wait. There won’t be a (belated) celebratory pint in The Sun. Mum’s not a Pub (Wo)Man, and probably doesn’t… Continue reading 60 UP
LIFE RETURNS… BIT BY BIT
Not exactly writer’s block, but there’s a definite lack of compelling material at the moment. If only I could go on holiday like our American readers…. So it’ll be Guess the Pub goes to Grimsby, “Ooh look at the crumbling John Smiths pub“, and my domestic arrangements for a while longer. Speaking of domestics, this… Continue reading LIFE RETURNS… BIT BY BIT
GUESS THE PUB GOES TO THE RIVER
Ah ! But which river ? The Senne ? The Ivel ? The Dee ? Here’s your clues; Mudgie has it already. But here’s more; Ooh, culture AND music. And sport in this unexciting looking venue. Oooh, look who’s on the telly; Is this a clue ? And is that Thierry Henry on the other… Continue reading GUESS THE PUB GOES TO THE RIVER
THE FINAL COUNTDOWN (POSSIBLY)
I’m staying well clear of lockdown/ease-up (?) debate. My scientific knowledge stretches to a Grade 4 GCSE Physics, which means I know H20 is a Hall & Oates album. So I’ll leave it to the experts, and hope we know more than we did a year ago about transmission risk. During the summer I managed… Continue reading THE FINAL COUNTDOWN (POSSIBLY)
50 CHEERS FOR CAMRA !
I thought I ought to say a few words about CAMRA’s 50th birthday, but frankly Pub Curmudgeon summed it up better than I ever could. That February post contrasts CAMRA’s success as a mass membership organisation (with good brand awareness among the general public), with a blurring of focus over the years. It also contains… Continue reading 50 CHEERS FOR CAMRA !
GUESS THE PUB BEARS ALL
Life has slowed to a crawl here. I’ll be constructing a blogpost about Mrs RM’s dentistry next, and last night I “saved up” my days highlight – taking the green bin out. Life moves faster in my mystery pub; Public urination ? Has BRAPA been here ? Well yes, I drove him to the town*,… Continue reading GUESS THE PUB BEARS ALL
WILL BARBERS HEAD TO CHESTER ?
It’s a busy time in retiredmartin Towers. My first jab yesterday, Mrs RM has hers Thursday (just in time for pub gardens, I reminded her), carpets laid, elder lad moved home last week and started a job today, and younger sun keeping busy till barbers are back on 12 April. If only he lived in… Continue reading WILL BARBERS HEAD TO CHESTER ?
retiredmartin 