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 ?
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
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
Mudgie asked me what beer I had in Matlock and I confess I’ve no idea, as I wasn’t allowed to see the hand pumps as I was shown to the table. I know it was their Moot Ales homebrew, and I’m sure the enthusiastic barperson gave me a lengthy answer describing “A crispy hoppy beer,… Continue reading THE CASE AGAINST TABLE SERVICE Vol 73.
The in-laws safely headed back to their hotel , Mrs RM forced me to make a final, inadvisable pub stop on that fateful Saturday (the 5th, I’m that far behind). Having already re-visited three of the classic Sheffield GBG pubs, it was time for a fourth. Yes, the pub that gave its name to a… Continue reading AN EARLY BATH
Slightly out of sequence, but I know you’re desperate to see Mrs RM’s birthday drink, and this post gives me a chance to show you how close I am to Crookes, which is as close as Sheffield gets to Islington (bound to upset someone, that comparison). 18 minutes uphill from the Blind Monkey (our local,… Continue reading “GO FOR IT !” – MRS RM GETS THE 10%
Before I start I must ask for a minutes silence for Simon’s Good Beer Guide, which met a grisly fate in or around Denby Dale in West Yorkshire last Friday. My guess is that Si has forgotten about his trip to the Denby Dale Pie Hall where he may have headed for the weekly flower… Continue reading HASSOP – EYRES & GRACES
Getting closer to actually meeting the great BRAPA now, so I had my artisan tea/supper (falafel wrap from Harrogate Co-op), finally booked into the Heworth, and did York. York was in the grip of Chris Norman Fever during my visit. Would Chris do the original, or would the chavvy York crowd demand the Roy “Chubby”… Continue reading FOR 24 MINUTES I’D BEEN DRINKING NEXT DOOR TO EBOR MORRIS MEN
Part 2 of BRAPA in the Amber Valley, and my chance to impress me with your musical knowledge. Stop C (where A was the quiche place in Belper) is the award-winning White Hart in Bargate, star of my own blog a mere 14 months ago. It would have been walkable from the Black Bull’s Head,… Continue reading BRAPA DOES IT HIS WAY
“If in doubt, copy Pubmeister“. Except the moths thing, of course. If you want to skip the next post or two, just go straight to Duncan’s Capital craft crawl here. On the Saturday after my triumphant return from the Howardian Hills, I had one of those now unproductive afternoons in London that happen once you’ve… Continue reading OLD STREET CRAFT SHUFFLE