You left me on the edge of the Park Hill estate, attempting to touch all six closed pubs. I became a bit obsessed with the Parkway Tavern, tucked into the very heart of the complex. It’s a hard estate to get to grips with, and a high fence to jump. For a minute I thought… Continue reading IF YOU BIDE YOUR TIME, THINGS WILL COME RIGHT. PARK HILL PART II
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PARK (HILL FLATS) LIFE – PART I
Yes, 2 parters now. That’s how exciting my next walk is. Or how desperately short of material I am. James was impressed by my first tentative excursion into Park Hill, so on the Friday he joined me on a Proper Publess Exploration, armed only with 6 months worth of unused Wetherspoons vouchers (no reasonable offers… Continue reading PARK (HILL FLATS) LIFE – PART I
CRUMBLING CLASSICS ON CRICKET INN ROAD
You left me in the gritty (compared to Walkley) bit of Sheffield, just north-east of the station. Just for a change, and because my preferred Bing Maps denies the existence of the Durham Ox, you get the Google extract. I won’t lie, there’s a frisson of excitement as I walk from the Belle Vue back… Continue reading CRUMBLING CLASSICS ON CRICKET INN ROAD
