More suburban strolling, then I must get back to Guess the Pub or Lorenzo will have withdrawal symptoms. I finally made it to Darnall this week, though I saved Handsworth and the High Hazels (sounds like a pub rock band from the mid-70s) for a rainy day. Just east of centre, south of Greenland, north… Continue reading DARNALL DELIGHTS
The big news in Sheffield tonight is the announcement of the closure of the John Lewis store. I’m heartbroken; In 1982 I bought a Technics midi-system from John Lewis (aka Robert Sayle,Cambridge) for £295 and obviously NO shop you remember from your youth should EVER be allowed to close (see also : Woolworths, Parrot Records,… Continue reading A DARING DASH FROM DARNALL
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.
Draught Bass has the best trademark, but John Smiths has the best pub signs. Shame half the Johns pubs in Yorkshire are long closed. From the Westbourn Hotel (oddly marked as Lynn’s cafe on the map) I headed randomly north-eastward in the direction of Darnall. Whatever that is. The voyage of discovery takes you past… Continue reading THE BOXER