You left us on Christmas Day just as we’re about to be kicked out of our new Sheffield local and forced to watch the Queens Speech and eat Long Clawson cheese all afternoon. In desperation, I scoured the Facebook pages of the nearest GBG pub. Well, well, as Jimmy Saville used to say. Open till… Continue reading THE QUEENS SPEECH, OR A PINT IN THE BLAKE?
It’s a year since we made an offer for our house in Sheffield, starting four months of house moving torment, mostly involving overhanging trees and solicitors who didn’t answer correspondence. Stay put, kids. On our house-hunting mission I’d noted the closeness of the Blake Hotel, one of Sheffield’s most celebrated ale houses. But Mrs RM… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – THE BLAKE HOTEL, SHEFFIELD
A quick pint on the way into town. It is possible, sort of. The walk down through Ruskin Park from the Blind Monkey to the Blake Hotel ought to be immortalised in song by Van Morrison but he’s too busy wittering on about lockdown these days. ALL THE PUBS IN SHEFFIELD ON FOOT No. 15… Continue reading THE BLAKE
Never miss the opportunity for a play on a cult ’70s Sci-Fi series to play to your aged readers, eh ? Part II of Sheffield : House Hunting for people who just want a decent pub and a tram and a Chinese takeaway within 5 minutes walk. This was a second viewing on a Saturday,… Continue reading BLAKE’S HEAVEN