Last night we said farewell to Waterbeach, after 20 flat years, and headed to Walkley in Sheffield. I’d like to say it was a fond Farewell, but Tier 2 doesn’t allow you to pop in the Sun for a swift 2 pints, so the Chung Wa had to do. Britain’s finest Chinese. Here’s proof we… Continue reading HIT THE NORTH
Tag: Sheffield
WICKER MEN
Off to Sheffield this morning to deposit Mrs RM’s wardrobe into a storage unit in Hillsborough ahead of a house move I’ll only wrote about if it happens. “Why are you taking photos of Big Yellow Self Storage” said James, who has never had the responsibility of a blog with 92 views from Hungary in… Continue reading WICKER MEN
BLIND MONKEY
After concluding our house viewing Mrs RM, exhausted by questions about gnomes, grommets and gas cookers, said, “I need a pint“. You can tell who was driving. The Blind Monkey (ex-Firwood Cottage) only re-opened in 2018 so hasn’t graced the GBG yet. Perhaps it never will, as Don McLean sang. Worryingly, it’s owned by Speakeasy… Continue reading BLIND MONKEY
BLAKE’S HEAVEN
Never miss the opportunity for a play on a cult ’70s Sci-Fi series to play to your aged readers, eh ? Part II of Sheffield : House Hunting for people who just want a decent pub and a tram and a Chinese takeaway within 5 minutes walk. This was a second viewing on a Saturday,… Continue reading BLAKE’S HEAVEN
HOUSEHUNTING IN SHEFFIELD (I)
Mrs RM is loving this house-hunting lark. Personally, a day spent cleaning our house ahead of a viewing or traipsing round someone else’s home is a day I could have been in Devon ticking pubs that don’t want me. Thursday 28 August (yes, that far behind) produced 4:43 hours of travelling (starting at the Crow… Continue reading HOUSEHUNTING IN SHEFFIELD (I)
SHEFFIELD HAS SOMETHING TO CROW ABOUT
Ooh, lovely. Orange light inside a backstreet Sheffield pub. Yes, Sheffield, scene of some frenzied househunting this last week. But was it for us? 🤔 We actually stayed in the Crow, which I’m hoping is a preemptive tick as it comes from the same stable as the Rutland. And is effortlessly good. Add it your… Continue reading SHEFFIELD HAS SOMETHING TO CROW ABOUT
BYE BYE SHEFFIELD
I’ve just brought James back from Sheffield. A 3 year course in Computer Science that started with Morris Men outside the Brown Bear, ended with a Covid19 wimper. Morris Men or Covid, what’s worse ? The exams seem to have gone well. James never did get to celebrate with a pint of Cloudwater DIPA in… Continue reading BYE BYE SHEFFIELD
SHEFFIELD ON A WEDNESDAY
No pubs on my Wednesday stop in Sheffield, which seems a bit of a national scandal. Just a long drive back from The (true) North with a veggie curry, a hot chocolate and an 1-0 win in the Cup. When you see it like that, it doesn’t seem very far to deepest Scotland. Only 7hrs… Continue reading SHEFFIELD ON A WEDNESDAY
SHEFFIELD : IN THE CHURCH OF THE POISON MIND
A rare appearance by a long-forgotten Culture Club single from that summer of ’83, and a rare appearance by our two lads, pictured in a Sheffield pub on Saturday morning. This was a flying visit to check our undergrad lad was eating “properly“. He certainly demolished a Balti at 7 Spices near Shakespeare’s. You’ll… Continue reading SHEFFIELD : IN THE CHURCH OF THE POISON MIND
SOUTH YORKSHIRE – A TOP FINISH
I’m skipping over my 3rd micro pub in a row, not because the beer wasn’t good (the Acorn Porter was spectacular, NBSS 4), or the atmosphere unfriendly (it was great), but because even less happened than in the two in north Barnsley. No sniggering at a failed entrance, no doggie stand-off, no animated discussion about… Continue reading SOUTH YORKSHIRE – A TOP FINISH
