A short post on the rest of Tuesday’s return to the Valley of Beer, which proved a few points; You can get high quality beer in pubs on a Tuesday afternoon CAMRA get 92.7% of their Beer Guide selections right Sheffield is a wise choice for your University That orange scarf suits Simon The… Continue reading THE VALLEY (OF BEER) RUNS DEEP
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TOP 100 PUBS – RUTLAND ARMS, SHEFFIELD
I take a short break from “Midsomer Murders* land” to give you an instant review of the last pub I went in. Possibly the last pub I’ll ever go to if I have the Little Earth Project 10.5% Stock Ale again. This was the Rutland Arms, the last pub of an afternoon with the legends… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – RUTLAND ARMS, SHEFFIELD
PUTTING A DAMPER ON FRESHERS WEEK
I was too dopey to go to University, so I’ve no idea if my Mum and Dad would have visited me (probably by tractor) a week after I moved into Fresher’s accommodation. Mrs RM and I haven’t actually broken down in tears, as is the fashion among the middle classes when their children leave home,.… Continue reading PUTTING A DAMPER ON FRESHERS WEEK
HE’S LEAVING HOME – FOR SHEFFIELD
A break from strict chronology (that London, Bristol, and the Malverns to come) to bring you news of Mrs RM’s trauma as she lets eldest son James fly off to Sheffield University, fuelled by a gallon of Magnet. James seems unperturbed. Younger brother Matt came along for the skateboard comp in the Valley of Beer,… Continue reading HE’S LEAVING HOME – FOR SHEFFIELD
TOP 100 PUBS – THE RED DEER, SHEFFIELD
A fourth trip to Sheffield since August, and a second to the University, with an eldest one who seems quite taken with the place. That’s more to do with the computer facilities in The Triangle than the beauty of the architecture though. Or the pubs. Parents were given a handy little guide to the city, which pleasingly details… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS – THE RED DEER, SHEFFIELD
SHEFFIELD’S UNIVERSITY ARMS
Another day, another chance for me to embarrass my son by taking endless photos of Universities. We’re coming to an end of a week driving him round Open Days and Campus Tours. All very exciting, but I’ll spare you Guildford. Sheffield was a late addition, hence a second trip to Meadowhall in a week. Can’t complain,… Continue reading SHEFFIELD’S UNIVERSITY ARMS
SHEFFIELD – THAT QUANTITY/QUALITY DILEMMA AGAIN
I spent Sunday night in Sheffield, albeit a bit too close to Meadowhall for comfort. Shopping centres scare me, even at night. I use the slow train to Manchester via the Dark Peak for City matches occasionally. Apart from the views, you always get the joy of grumpy old walkers complaining about Stag & Hen groups… Continue reading SHEFFIELD – THAT QUANTITY/QUALITY DILEMMA AGAIN
SHEFFIELD – SAVING THE BEST TO LAST
First things first. Sheffield is a wonderful city, even without the pubs. I once walked from Meadowhall to the Rivelin Valley while Mrs RM attempted to find something shiny to buy; you won’t get a better long urban walk anywhere, except possibly along the Water of Leith. I’d be happy to live in Crookes**, but you… Continue reading SHEFFIELD – SAVING THE BEST TO LAST
