December 2023. Sheffield. The Rutland is a singular pub, whatever that means, celebrating the start of Whamageddon by replacing the lyrics of “L*** C********” with Band Aid. And giving Sheffield a US keg takeover anchored by their most expensive beer yet. Just so Beer Twitter can say “How Much !!!” and “You don’t drink it… Continue reading £21 A PINT ! AND WORTH EVERY PENNY.
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A SEAT IN THE RUTLAND ARMS
December 2023. Sheffield. Our guest from Bristol had to leave us after a second Bass in Fagans, but at the bus stop seemed to suddenly decide that in fact there was time for a quick half in the Rutland. What impeccable judgement. Impeccable judgement, and improbable luck as the table closest to the bar suddenly… Continue reading A SEAT IN THE RUTLAND ARMS
SHEFFIELD ART TRAIL SPECIAL
November 2023. Sheffield. Last Friday was long and exhausting and regrettable. But before the regret, the street art on the way to Sheffield Station. Yes, even our tanning salons have great art. The Christmas markets have arrived in Sheffield, and as soon as Mrs RM gets back from Pembury Hospital we’ll explore the authentic German… Continue reading SHEFFIELD ART TRAIL SPECIAL
“AND QUIET FLOWS THE DON”
“How’s the decorating ?” you ask. Yep, time to get out for another aimless wander, down to the Don and keep walking. The Don is actually rushing quite fast today, but Sheffield is very quiet, now Primark has closed (no joke). The trams trundle past, empty or with a solitary masked worker back home to… Continue reading “AND QUIET FLOWS THE DON”
TOP 100 PUBS – RUTLAND ARMS, SHEFFIELD
I take a short break from “Midsomer Murders* land” to give you an instant review of the last pub I went in. Possibly the last pub I’ll ever go to if I have the Little Earth Project 10.5% Stock Ale again. This was the Rutland Arms, the last pub of an afternoon with the legends… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – RUTLAND ARMS, SHEFFIELD
STEPPIN’ OUT IN PORTSMOUTH
There’s no shortage of obvious headlines for a trip to Pompey in November; half an hour spent in Fratton’s Spoons provided no end of witticisms, most unrepeatable. Always safest to use the tried-and-tested Joe Jackson one. Wetherspoons seem to fall into two camps now. OAP and family dining (e.g. St Neots), and male dominated cheap… Continue reading STEPPIN’ OUT IN PORTSMOUTH
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