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
Tag: Sheffield
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
SHIPPING CONTAINER CHIC
Both our lads came over to Sheffield on Friday night. We’re seeing more of them both than we have for years, which is nice, but a bit surprising. It must be because they’re hungry. Mrs RM was keen to show off her considerable cooking skills, but the lads were keener to revive the local economy… Continue reading SHIPPING CONTAINER CHIC
THE BLAKE
A quick pint on the way into town. It is possible, sort of. The walk down through Ruskin Park from the Blind Monkey to the Blake Hotel ought to be immortalised in song by Van Morrison but he’s too busy wittering on about lockdown these days. ALL THE PUBS IN SHEFFIELD ON FOOT No. 15… Continue reading THE BLAKE
PREPARING TO VOTE
I mentioned earlier about the challenges of settling into Sheffield during Lockdown, and how we’ll need pubs and gigs and football before we’ll really feel like it’s home. But meeting the lovely Sheffield Hatter and Co. (milliners of distinction) on his home turf has made us more at home, and I feel like I personally… Continue reading PREPARING TO VOTE
3 HOURS IN THE FAT CAT
The prescribed time in a UK pub is 27 minutes. It used to be 27.5, but we are in a pandemic and have to take appropriate precautions to minimise infection risk. Of course, table service (boo !!) only increases the time we spend in a pub. I spent exactly 3 hours at (if not in)… Continue reading 3 HOURS IN THE FAT CAT
SAVING SHEFFIELD SPOONS
Onto Tuesday morning, I think. At least it was THIS Tuesday. Anyway, it’s a day with a “y” in it and the house looks like THIS, and I need to get somewhere uncluttered and clean and loveable. Like a Spoons. The Francis Newton was heaving on the Glorious 12th, the largest Spoons garden in town… Continue reading SAVING SHEFFIELD SPOONS
DRINKING IN THE RAIN
Back to this week’s pubs and, at last, the Blind Monkey, technically HOME on my maps. Here’s a video of my epic WALK TO EVERY PUB IN SHEFFIELD No. 12 – Blind Monkey Exactly 60 seconds. Told ya. It was Bank Holiday Monday, and despite my presence IT WAS POURING. Just as well Mrs RM… Continue reading DRINKING IN THE RAIN
