But I did walk to the Rose & Crown in Wadsley, in the hills above Hillsborough. I didn’t actually head out to the edge of Rivelin Valley for a pint. Honest. But could YOU walk past this pub just after it opened ? Probably Will could, he’s the man of steel, though his nerves will… Continue reading “Torn”, medical complaints and Hi-Vis. A Proper Pub up Hillsborough way in the Golden Hour.
Tag: Hillsborough
OLD SPOONS ON TUESDAY
This blog does NOT approve of flags or commemorations or national anthems or minutes silences, and particularly disapproves of Saints Days. But I was still disappointed to see that my local Hillsborough Spoons had no authentic Oirish meals last week, though Sheffield’s own Bradfield had kindly produced a special beer. I have NO idea what… Continue reading OLD SPOONS ON TUESDAY
SIZZLING
More urban pubs, this time an open one as I combine a trip to the shops with a trip to the boozer. See ? Men CAN multitask. My walk towards Hillsborough Stadium takes me past a real mix of pubs, from the sports bar with Mrs RM friendly craft cans, to a succession of bars… Continue reading SIZZLING
THE HEAVENTEENTH OF MAY
I had a late night on Sunday, gripped by a Mumsnet saga about a Dad who forgot to wake up his wife before their 7 year old opened his birthday presents. Mumsnet Advice – “Leave the Bastard” , “Never forgive him”, “Chop his willy off“. So ANGRY. So I was a bit tired this morning,… Continue reading THE HEAVENTEENTH OF MAY
PREPARING TO VOTE
I mentioned earlier about the challenges of settling into Sheffield during Lockdown, and how we’ll need pubs and gigs and football before we’ll really feel like it’s home. But meeting the lovely Sheffield Hatter and Co. (milliners of distinction) on his home turf has made us more at home, and I feel like I personally… Continue reading PREPARING TO VOTE
BARGAINS
I somehow managed 3 pub-less days last week, which means I let pubs die. But with the plasterers in the house, Mrs RM and I needed to get out by the Wednesday. So we wandered down to central Hillsborough, celebrating both the line-up for Tramlines in the local park and the continued capitulation of “Wayne… Continue reading BARGAINS
PANGOLIN
We’re on the road again, exploring beer gardens in our campervan. Someone is pleased. As ever, the important thing is to keep the milk bottle with DIPA separate from the milk bottle for wee. One other downside of this “On the Road” life is that I have to do these posts on the phone, never… Continue reading PANGOLIN
DOWN TO THE RIVERSIDE
EVERY PUB IN SHEFFIELD ON FOOT No. 4 – Riverside, Hillsborough Day 3 of reopening week, as excited as ever, and an afternoon trip to the Hillsborough Spoons. Closed! Despite a massive garden, little local competition and a loyal septuagenarian fan base, the Rawson Spring seems to have timed its latest refurbishment entirely wrong. “That… Continue reading DOWN TO THE RIVERSIDE
TO BOOK, OR NOT TO BOOK
Just back from a walk round a Hillsborough bursting to get back to life. The park next to Wednesday was clear of rubbish, folk keeping 60 feet apart, and a new craft beer bar is about to liven super-trad Middlewood Road, until recently the exclusive province of family butchers and discount stores. Hillsborough Fencing suggest… Continue reading TO BOOK, OR NOT TO BOOK
WINTER, IT IS PAST
“Sun is shining, birds singing, City top of the League, cases falling. The light is getting closer.” That was my contribution to the debate on Blue Moon yesterday, and today’s Covid stats continue to encourage; Just as importantly, our takeaway from Sang Lung tonight was almost as good as Chung Hwa. A great Chinese takeaway… Continue reading WINTER, IT IS PAST
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