October 2026. Hastings. East Sussex. The six hour trek down from Sheffield to Rye Harbour continued on Monday with a check-in on Dad and his former next door neighbour (and cousin*) Mick, who’s just joined him in the care home. I was keen to see if they’d recognise each other after two years apart, but… Continue reading RETIRED MARTIN GOES SHOPPING IN HASTINGS
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THE HANDSOME PRINCE, CAMBRIDGE
November 2025. Cambridge. Forgive the dull blog title; I’m just back in Sheffield from Rye (via Waterbeach) and a bit brain dead after the UK’s slowest rail journey, in which the train seems to be subject to weird gravitational pulls either side of Grantham. Mrs RM seemed a bit worried about me as I left… Continue reading THE HANDSOME PRINCE, CAMBRIDGE
FATHER TO SON, HEART TO HEART
November 2025. Sheffield. A night in Sheffield between the statutory two in Waterbeach, just time for laundry, a read of the mail, a gig and a catch-up with James. He’d phoned to ask to catch-up, possibly to make sure I’m not investing his inheritance in Crypto, and it pays to keep in touch with your… Continue reading FATHER TO SON, HEART TO HEART
POST-PUNK APPRECIATION IN THE CROW
March 2023. There’s just too many temptations in Sheffield. Goodness knows how those CAMRA delegates will cope in April with all those great Greene King and Sam Smiths outlets. Just when you need your journey home from the Wetherspoons beer festival to be direct and rapid, someone puts a magnificent pub like The Crow in… Continue reading POST-PUNK APPRECIATION IN THE CROW
