You left me standing opposite Rotherham Minster with a flat white (Derbyshire : “picnic”) in my hand, with about 20 minutes to go till I picked up something essential for Mrs RM. There was no one about, bar an old chap perched on a seat 20 yards away with his takeaway coffee (probably a latte,… Continue reading TREES GROWING OUT OF DEAD PUBS IN ROTHERHAM SPECIAL
ROTHERHAM – UNFILTERED !!!
Reader Will reacted with horror at my attempt to paint Rotherham as attractive yesterday, throwing in a spurious accusation of “digital editing” that I can’t comment on due to ongoing legal action. No digital editing in this second batch of pics, and look at the results; Guided tours down College Lane are available from the… Continue reading ROTHERHAM – UNFILTERED !!!
LOOK UP !
“Would you like to drive to IKEA and pick up some bedding ?” said Mrs RM, on Friday. “Mr RM ? You there ?” But I was gone. “But they haven’t got it ready to collect yet !” shouted Mrs RM, as I whizzed through Kelham. Oh well, a legitimate to kill an hour in… Continue reading LOOK UP !
GUESS THE PUB GOES TO BERKSHIRE
Our boozers may have been closed for what feels like a generation, but due to the magic of Google Maps I can still pop my head round the door of pubs like this gorgeous looking pub. Today’s mystery pub has been in and out of the Good Beer Guide over the last decade or so,… Continue reading GUESS THE PUB GOES TO BERKSHIRE
MORE GRAFFITI/ART/PUB SIGNS
More pictures of urban decay and youthful regeneration for you from the heart of studenty Sheffield. The “iconic” Welcome to Sheffield sign, erected to greet Oliver McBurnie after his transfer from Swansea City, is actually near the Moor Market, home to craft cans and Thai noodles (pic : Rob Lee). The square mile between the… Continue reading MORE GRAFFITI/ART/PUB SIGNS
JOHN PEEL AND OLIVE IN THE CUTLERS
More aimless walks from home with the sole objective of seeing SOMETHING I haven’t seen before. I’m easily pleased. This walk brought a host of delights in the area around Sheffield Hallam University, including what looks an artwork of John Peel drinking a pint next to an olive in the Cutlers Arms. Am I right… Continue reading JOHN PEEL AND OLIVE IN THE CUTLERS
WAIT, THERE WAS A GBG21 ?
Last night on the Zoom call we were discussing the Halt to Ticking, and Simon nipped out to get another artisanal beer. I thought it was this one; but on buying one for Mrs RM just now (£1.49, Tesco) it appears that it’s 7.3%. “Better go and buy another one then” shouts Mrs RM from… Continue reading WAIT, THERE WAS A GBG21 ?
ZOOM
There were 3 things I swore I’d never do. Home drinking, “virtual” pubs, and sitting still for 2 hours (there probably are other things but I don’t want to start Russ off). But I managed ALL THREE last night during an emotional Zoom call with fellow Pub People Rikke (organiser), Duncan, BRAPA, Quosh, Sarah, Jim… Continue reading ZOOM
UP AND ATTERCLIFFE
From Greenland to Attercliffe to complete a magical afternoon. The only things that would have made it better would have been a) A pint in any of the John Smiths pub and/or b) A Lamb Handi curry in one of Attercliffe’s many curry houses. But it was enough, that day, to explore a suburb I’d… Continue reading UP AND ATTERCLIFFE
GREENLAND. AND THE BALL.
Some people dream of a rich and fulfilling life, enriched by career, family, a sense of civic duty and Chinese takeaways. While those ARE important, I just want a blog view from Greenland. I should have been in Nuuk last August on the first part of Mrs RM’s world tour, logging into an internet cafe… Continue reading GREENLAND. AND THE BALL.
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