February 2026. Sheffield. One of the best things about retirement, and goodness knows it’s been epic, has been getting to meet nice people over a pint in comfy pubs. And so it was that I finally met one of the many nice guys from Yorkshire, Rockin Rich(ard) Clark from Harrogate. He’d been trying to arrange… Continue reading RETIRED MARTIN MEETS ROCKIN’ RICH
Tag: Pub life
PUBS ARE LIFE
October 2023 (still, sorry). Hillsborough, Sheffield. Monday morning. I had to go to Morrison’s, can’t remember why. Oh yes, to exchange a tin of decaffeinated coffee I’d bought by accident. Have you ever tried decaffeinated coffee ? Some Japanese visitors were taking photos of the trees, so I did the same. Ain’t Autumn Awesome ?… Continue reading PUBS ARE LIFE
DATE NIGHT
No, not me. Are you daft ? Some of these posts are taking longer to write than I spent drinking in them now, though you may be interested to know the Brown Bear effort was knocked out in (literally) ten minutes in the McDonalds at East Markham on the A1. And it showed. I’m… Continue reading DATE NIGHT