A year ago, while Covid restrictions still raged, I booked tickets to watch a session of the World Snooker Championship in 2022. I almost never book ahead. Mrs RM and I were married within 2 months of being engaged, and so what if it was for tax reasons? By the by, if we last till… Continue reading SNOOKER LOOPY
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“Torn”, medical complaints and Hi-Vis. A Proper Pub up Hillsborough way in the Golden Hour.
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.
RELAUNCHING THE SHIP
16 months into life in Sheffield and I’ve barely scratched the surface of the city’s culture, Chinese takeaways and cask outlets. The Ship, on the edge of Kelham, is undoubtedly one of the gems for lovers of brown tiling. And aren’t we all ? It re-opened last summer, had an inconclusive visit from Will and… Continue reading RELAUNCHING THE SHIP
“Just popping out to the shop”
After the first three days in Waterbeach (I went back 2 days later for the parents’ jabs) Mrs RM and I returned to find to Sheffield to find an empty fridge, bar the sour milk. Mi “Just popping out to the shop” I shouted. “Don’t forget the eggs” said Mrs RM. On Sunday night your… Continue reading “Just popping out to the shop”
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
BLACK STAR, BLIND MONKEY
Where were we ? Ah. The Three Tuns. I decided three pubs was enough for the night, leading to a furious debate about whether that alone could constitute “a pub crawl“. No, said Will, and he was my Pub Man of 2021 so I bow to his executive decision. I left Will to his craft… Continue reading BLACK STAR, BLIND MONKEY
FINALLY, THE THREE TUNS
The problem with pub crawls, and I blame this entirely on Will, is that it never stops at two, does it ? I’d been walking past the Three Tuns since we arrived in Sheffield, it’s on the marching route to the station (Google Maps says 43 minutes, actually 29). It was in the GBG 20… Continue reading FINALLY, THE THREE TUNS
“Fancy a pint ?”
Yesterday afternoon I was feeling a bit down, by my usual permanently upbeat standards. Storm Eunice was heading to the same place as me (the Ibis Budget in Newport and then across the Severn to Bath) and as it turns out all Welsh trains were cancelled, so if I’d travelled I’d have been stuck for… Continue reading “Fancy a pint ?”
BELFAST
I’ve restarted my Monday lunchtime cinema sessions at Sheffield’s lovely Light, now that masks aren’t compulsory. Given that I’ve never been to a screen with more than half a dozen other customers and they all sit a dozen rows behind me I can live with that. I went for the noon show, and fuelled up… Continue reading BELFAST
THE FULL SHEFFIELD CULTURAL EXPERIENCE
A busy Friday, of highs and lows, starting with a driving test for James in which he finished runner-up. Middlewood Test Centre is the saddest looking building in Sheffield. Sadly, they meant he wasn’t able to drive me the 278 miles round trip to finish Devon’s GBG entries, so I instead took him for steak… Continue reading THE FULL SHEFFIELD CULTURAL EXPERIENCE
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