February 2025. York. Last musings from our mini break in York, which proved the UK tourist industry is in rude health in 2025, folk desperate to bask in our tropical temperatures and pay a tenner to see a load of reconstituted timber. 14th century Barley Hall was “rediscovered” in the 1980s by the York Architectural… Continue reading CONCESSIONARY YORK
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A JAIPUR IN L***S
January 2025. Leeds. After a Wednesday spent driving 6 hours from Tunbridge Wells to Sheffield, battling A14 closures and football crowds, punctuated by long calls to the Medical Examiner and Coroner, we needed a break on the Thursday. Why on earth did we choose Leeds ? Well, it was the first train leaving Sheffield station,… Continue reading A JAIPUR IN L***S
“BACK TO THE 80s” AT THE THORNBRIDGE TAP
April 2024. Bakewell. On rare occasions I judge it prudent to comply with Mrs RM’s arduous demands, which I think is a line from a play based at Chatsworth House. I knew she’d want to visit a new pub in this part of the Peak after walking the Chatsworth estate, and I knew the hotels,… Continue reading “BACK TO THE 80s” AT THE THORNBRIDGE TAP
WEDNESDAY ON A TUESDAY
March 2024. Hillsborough. Americans may not be aware that there are two (2) sorts of football (“soccer” if you must). There’s the game played by Manchester City, Luton Town, and whoever else is in the Premier League these days, and another version known as “grassroots football” played by everyone else without access to the miracle… Continue reading WEDNESDAY ON A TUESDAY
BACK TO THE OLD (HALLAMSHIRE) HOUSE
5th March 2023. Not enough/too much Smiths references on this blog. I’ve been coaxing Mrs RM out of the house for strenuous walks around Sheffield. As some of you will know, if you don’t keep active in your 50s everything stops working at 60. The walk from the Blind Monkey up to Crookes is Lincoln… Continue reading BACK TO THE OLD (HALLAMSHIRE) HOUSE
A DRY DAY IN SHEFFIELD
Non-alcoholic beer ? Pointless. About as pointless as this post, which is basically an inferior rehash of what Blackpool Jane has already given you (here). But it’s my diary, so here’s the highlight of a dry day (3 a week I told Jane, and she believed me). Lee and Jane arrived in Barnsley on Friday… Continue reading A DRY DAY IN SHEFFIELD
FEELING FESTIVE AT THE STAG’S HEAD
Sheffield has made Time Out’s list of “city breaks you must do before the next variant” or whatever. Clearly this simply reflects my own move a year ago, and if I move again in 2022 you can expect Carluke to make that list. Sheffield scores highly on green space (see below), shuffleboard bars and crumbling… Continue reading FEELING FESTIVE AT THE STAG’S HEAD
LEEDS – BANKERS ?
No, not Simon ! He does that job from the Public Bar in the Sam Smiths pub near his York home, now Sir Humphrey welcomes the use of electronic devices again. I’m writing about the Bankers Cat, which Mrs RM and I managed to pre-emptively tick in the 37 minutes between our Hebden and Sheffield… Continue reading LEEDS – BANKERS ?
OLD GLOSSOP, NEW GLOSSOP
Mrs RM reminds me that we moved north to have trips into the Peaks on our doorstep, and last Friday we set off on the A57 Snake Pass to walk Kinder Scout get a GBG tick after a modest walk in the hills. Parked up east of town, an hour’s walk along the edge of… Continue reading OLD GLOSSOP, NEW GLOSSOP
HEAVEN IN THE HALLAMSHIRE HOUSE
Seven months in Sheffield, and there are STILL famous pub I’ve yet to (re)visit. After a few days recovering from BRAPA (3 months is recommended but 3 days had to suffice), I wandered down to Commonside for a 4pm Monday pint. Mrs RM was still in her “I’m tired of pubs” phase (it didn’t last),… Continue reading HEAVEN IN THE HALLAMSHIRE HOUSE
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