One thing I’ll say about my octogenarian in-laws (Day 13 of 14 complete); they’re doing a better job of saving our pubs than the folk on Beer Twitter whining about sexism and safe distancing at the moment. Not only have they been to a Sheffield pub nearly every day we’ve met them; they’ve also been… Continue reading PIE + PEAS + PALE
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AN EARLY BATH
The in-laws safely headed back to their hotel , Mrs RM forced me to make a final, inadvisable pub stop on that fateful Saturday (the 5th, I’m that far behind). Having already re-visited three of the classic Sheffield GBG pubs, it was time for a fourth. Yes, the pub that gave its name to a… Continue reading AN EARLY BATH
YORKSHIRE CHIPS
After my 10 minute “comfort break and a half” in the Red Deer I attempted to catch up with the tour party at the Diamond but they’d already left for the main Uni buildings via Hendo’s. My father-in-law seems to know more about family trees and company history than me, and told me that the… Continue reading YORKSHIRE CHIPS
NO NIPPING ACROSS THE ROAD FOR A QUICK HALF ANYMORE
We met the in-laws at the Diamond, where James was going to give him a tour of Sheffield University aka Sheffield. Of course, having two pints before a stressful event like like meeting in-laws (now on Day 10 of 14) means, inevitably, you’ll want a “comfort break”. That’s what God invented alleys and bushes for,… Continue reading NO NIPPING ACROSS THE ROAD FOR A QUICK HALF ANYMORE
DOING THE SHEFFIELD CLASSICS – THE WELLINGTON
A big day for the pubs today, as En-ger-land kick off their 2020 Euros against someone, somewhere, sometime (which sounds like a Simple Minds track from when they were quite good). I shan’t be watching, and nor will Mrs RM, who I asked to name ONE (1) member of the England team. “Er, Gavin Southgate… Continue reading DOING THE SHEFFIELD CLASSICS – THE WELLINGTON
A.M.
Let’s visit Chapeltown, the Sheffield suburb which gave the world the Arctic Monkeys*. But not much else, according to Wiki. I didn’t actually walk the 5.8 miles, or take the train (it’s the last stop in Sheffield heading north before you hit the scary bits of South Yorkshire). I stopped off on the way back… Continue reading A.M.
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
ON THE WAGON
No, that’s not a photo of the in-laws who we’re entertaining for fourteen (14) days and nights. #prayforretiredmartin I’m still on Thursday, the day after (checks notes) Wednesday From the Sheaf View in Gleadless I wandered through London Road’s cosmopolitan eateries to the Sheaf Island on the edge of studentland.. They used to brew here… Continue reading ON THE WAGON
HEADLESS IN GLEADLESS
Wednesday night concluded with an appropriately inadvisable crispy beer and egg fried rice from Shanghai Garden, the cheapest-looking of north Sheffield’s 6,307 takeaways. It was really good, in the way things often are really good after six pubs. I’ll remember to take a pic of the actual food next time, Dave. On Thursday, I wisely… Continue reading HEADLESS IN GLEADLESS
STALKING BRAPA
At 56 (I know, you’re shocked), you shouldn’t really run for your train after five pints. Equally, after five pints in 3.5 hours you should really call it a day and be grateful that the water features at Sheffield Station are still turned off as they spread Covid. But I’d been made aware that the… Continue reading STALKING BRAPA
