“Oooh, that looks nice” said Mrs RM, as we headed home from Perch past the Emergency Services Museum. ALL THE PUBS IN SHEFFIELD ON FOOT No. 48 – The Bar Stewards In truth, I’d had enough beer for one day, but Mrs RM never takes “No” for an answer does she folks ? So just… Continue reading ALL THE PUBS IN SHEFFIELD ON FOOT No. 48
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CAN OF WHUP ASS
No, not the Red Stripe. That’s craft lager. These posts are falling into a predictable pattern; Go for an energetic walk, take pics of crumbling industry and dubious street art, note a permanently closed shop with tiling porn, make a mental note to revisit a pub serving John Smiths, and buy some take-out in a… Continue reading CAN OF WHUP ASS
BAR STEWARDS
Haven’t got long as I’m off to IndyManBeerCon soon; I know you’re all jealous, it’s gonna be awesome. Say hello if you see me in my Banks’s sweatshirt. Or sponsor me to ask “Which one tastes most like Doom Bar?”. Back in Sheffield, we left the red light district for the bright lights of the… Continue reading BAR STEWARDS
MANGO LASSI SABOTAGES SHEFFIELD SESSION
You left me in the unmarked Cloudwater Tap, waiting for the Trans Pennine Express back to Sheffield. Another hour on a packed train full of football fans, including a seated Lincoln City fan who reminded me why I resent that county so much. He’d taken his son to see the Imps (Imps huh !) stay… Continue reading MANGO LASSI SABOTAGES SHEFFIELD SESSION