NO WAKE AT THE HEREWARD FOR THE REV

November 2025. Ely. Two hours to kill in a freezing Ely before the 3 hours back to Sheffield, with all the pubs that would have offered warmth and comfort packed with a Christmas market crowd. Celebrating Christmas ! On the Cathedral grounds, too. Cromwell, latterly of this parish, would turn in his grave, if we… Continue reading NO WAKE AT THE HEREWARD FOR THE REV

NEWMILLERDAM – GO FOR THE BASS, BUT STAY FOR THE FISH AND CHIPS

October 2023. Newmillerdam. Wakefield. I tried desperately to come up with a blogpost using the Elvis classic as inspiration, but since none of you (except fellow ticker Eddie) knows Newmillerdam it’s wasted effort. My life of perpetual travel began the year after marrying Mrs RM; before that we’d hardly left Letchworth and Cambridge but in… Continue reading NEWMILLERDAM – GO FOR THE BASS, BUT STAY FOR THE FISH AND CHIPS

WAITING FOR THE CRAFTY FOX TO OPEN

June 2023. Rochester. We dropped the in-laws off in Greater Tunbridge Wells, after an epic 5 hour trek down M1/M25, and headed to our caravan in Rye. Mrs RM had let the park owners worry about the lettings, and we’ve picked the early and late summer slots. Hopefully that late summer slot will coincide with… Continue reading WAITING FOR THE CRAFTY FOX TO OPEN

GREENE KING GLASS ATROCITIES IN TODWICK

More autumn pub exploration, this time to the odd area in what we professionals call the Sheffield-Rotherham-Worksop triangle. There’s been a few GBG entries in this mining area graced with a butterfly park and 1957 Ryder Cup course, but the only one left is a Greene King diner in North Anston. I took the train… Continue reading GREENE KING GLASS ATROCITIES IN TODWICK