Back to the local Sheffield walks (no further than 5 miles, honest Guv), with a walk round the ill-defined area known as Manor, which may or may not be a similar estate to Manor in Newcastle. Someone will know. My objective is to visit ALL the Sheffield pubs externally before the 12th and compile a… Continue reading TO THE MANOR BORN
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ON A DEEPCAR TIP
I just had a chat to Matthew about the important things in life, like barbering and blogging. Matt has 3 weeks before he can start clipping again (join the queue), and is filling time in a clothing warehouse near the Etihad. I’m oddly proud. “What are you finding to blog about ?” he asked. “Oh,… Continue reading ON A DEEPCAR TIP
LIFE RETURNS… BIT BY BIT
Not exactly writer’s block, but there’s a definite lack of compelling material at the moment. If only I could go on holiday like our American readers…. So it’ll be Guess the Pub goes to Grimsby, “Ooh look at the crumbling John Smiths pub“, and my domestic arrangements for a while longer. Speaking of domestics, this… Continue reading LIFE RETURNS… BIT BY BIT
THE FINAL COUNTDOWN (POSSIBLY)
I’m staying well clear of lockdown/ease-up (?) debate. My scientific knowledge stretches to a Grade 4 GCSE Physics, which means I know H20 is a Hall & Oates album. So I’ll leave it to the experts, and hope we know more than we did a year ago about transmission risk. During the summer I managed… Continue reading THE FINAL COUNTDOWN (POSSIBLY)
ROSCOE
“The village used to be all one really needsNow it’s filled with hundreds and hundreds of chemicalsThat mostly surround you, you wish to fleeBut it’s not like you, so listen to me, listen to me” “Roscoe” – Midlake Happy Sunday 14th, or “retiredmartin vaccination day” as it will shortly be known. Before I set off… Continue reading ROSCOE
POSITIVE FEELINGS ON THE WAY TO WHARNCLIFFE SIDE
Before you were distracted by a hunt for Pride in Ontario, I was on the edge of Sheffield seeking out positivity at Zion Church in Oughtibridge. Having confirmed, annoyingly, that Will was correct and that there indeed is a Sam Smiths pub here, I had an hour to excercise before my daily trip to the… Continue reading POSITIVE FEELINGS ON THE WAY TO WHARNCLIFFE SIDE
AN OUGHTI-DENDUM
“You seem to have neglected the Sam Smith’s pub, the Travellers Rest” says Will, responding to this morning’s post. Some people would have gone back in November and checked, but not me. Within TEN MINUTES of reading Will’s admonishment I was hitting the A61, and the delightfully bumpy tram line up to Oughtibridge. In truth,… Continue reading AN OUGHTI-DENDUM
NOT HAUGHTY IN OUGHTIBRIDGE
Back to the Sheffield suburbs again, and the first legitimate commuter village you come to beyond the end of the tram line. Once I’m 3 weeks clear of my first jab and have all these pub “wine gardens” to explore I might give the tram a proper workout. “Sheffield Wine Gardens by t’Tram” will be… Continue reading NOT HAUGHTY IN OUGHTIBRIDGE
ENOUGH OF THE CANS, ROLL OUT THE BEER GARDENS
I felt shattered today, after all that heavy lifting yesterday. SO tired, I had to turn to Mumsnet to lift my mood. Never mind Covid, or Simon’s new blog, or United’s title charge; this is what mums are worried about today. The correct responses are, of course 1) Lorenzo, 2) Good morning to you, too,… Continue reading ENOUGH OF THE CANS, ROLL OUT THE BEER GARDENS
UNTIL I LEARN TO ACCEPT MY REWARD
“Where’s my blog post ?” screams D. Southworth. “I think I know the answer !” says Lorenzo. “Are you still alive ?” asks Mrs RM, who measures my pulse by my blog output. I’ve been helping James move, and I’m knackered. Mrs RM is STILL putting cupboards up, at 9.03 pm. Here’s the travel map;… Continue reading UNTIL I LEARN TO ACCEPT MY REWARD
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