What’s new Sheffield?

If you’re in the city at any point during the next few months I thought I’d share some places with you that are new [ish] on the Sheffield scene .

There’s something for everyone … the beauty obsessive , fashionista and the lush!

PUBLIC BAR

I first heard about this place after I was tipped off about it by a friend on Instagram. I popped across and started following them immediately . Their feed was all very cryptic and hush-hush.

I was intrigued.

Happens Public is situated in the old Gents public convenience [under the Town Hall] which was closed down around 4 years ago to save the council money. It has now been transformed into a sleepeasy style bar. Aptly named ‘Public’ in a nod to its past . Continue reading

‘Budweis Mule’ Hoptails and my Mince Pie ban …

Just when I think I’m getting my ‘shit’ together , I find myself in tears watching today’s Christmas movie offering.

I kinda figure this is my normal and I’ll be up and down for most of the festive season… [ and like Buzz Light year …to infinity and beyond.]

I’m embracing the good moments and letting myself have my ‘down’ moments in the safety of my own home.

Despite what I may come across like through my little musings on here I am a positive person, or rather I try to be.

So , this weeks good moments have come mainly in the form of drinking establishments and trying out new concoctions; Something I never shy away from.

I may have given up cake, chocolate and mince pies [ who am I?] for the whole of December [ to raise money for the fabulous Eve Appeal and in memory of Mum ] but I’d not be so bold , or daft, as to give up alcohol too !

It’s bad enough I’ve given up mince pies. [Baileys would be a step too far] . I woke up today and I swear everybody was talking about the little blighters . Continue reading

Coffee Shop Corners – Cawa comes to Broomhill, Sheffield

As far as I’m concerned there’s never NOT a good time to enjoy cake and a coffee … so when I was asked along to Cawa Coffee to the Bloggers event to sample their coffee and cakes I was on it like a car bonnet !

I actually couldn’t think of a better way to spend a Tuesday evening …well unless it involved Kit Atherington that is.

Thinking about coffee, cake & Kit just got me slightly giddy. 

So as I was saying before Kit kindly interrupted my thoughts … Cawa Coffee is situated amongst the hustle and bustle of Broomhill at 5,Crookes Road . It’s ideally located with a car-park literally a stones through away just alittle further up the hill.

Jo and I arrived and where greeted by Katie who had organised the event and the owner Galyna [below]

Cawa Coffee is decorated very basically; plain painted walls are adjourned with artwork supplied by local artists, all of which are for sale. Tables run down one side of the room with the food counter and serving area down the other.  Continue reading

#YourNewMcdonalds … I’m loving it 

Last night I took my new car out on it’s first official ‘not driving to work’ trip.

I picked fellow blogging buddy Hannah up and we trundled down the M1, headed towards the dizzy heights of Rotherham; a promise of getting up close and personal with McDonalds Aldwarke Lane on the cards.

I’m not sure about you but ‘back in the day’ McDonalds didn’t receive a very good rap. Parents didn’t approve and only took us there once a year for a birthday treat.

We were forever told that the burgers were over processed , full of E numbers, other nasties and generally not very good for us. I have in the past  experienced the “why is my burger so flat ‘ disappointment after receiving a very lack-lustre burger with limp lettuce  that looked nothing like the burgers in the advert.

I’m pleased to confirm that this is no longer the case, far, far from it. Continue reading

Ladies that Lunch – the New Lunchtime Menu at The Botanist, Sheffield

“The writer is a mysterious figure, wandering lonely as a cloud, fired by inspiration, or perhaps a cocktail or two.”

Cake, cocktails and good company are three things that make me happy.

I might not have got cake but I got the later two when I was invited along to The Botanist for a Bloggers Lunch earlier this week to sample the new lunch menu.

Cocktails for me came in the form of Gin & Rhubarb Old Fashioned , just the one as I was driving.

It came in a short glass with just a slice of lemon and ice for garnish and was extremely strong. It’s a cocktail I would order again without a doubt [ just not when I was driving !]

Good company came in the way of Rach [ my wingman ] and a group of lovely Sheffield bloggers and their plus ones. It was great to eventually meet some familiar faces.

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Discover Sheffield … #StayDifferent

We live in Sheffield, we write about things we see here. What else is there to write about – Alex Turner, Arctic Monkeys

It may seem strange to anybody looking in that I got invited to spend the night at St Paul’s, Mecure Hotel and Spa in Sheffield.

Why you may ask ?…

Well basically because I live in the steel city. Apart from a 2 year stint in Lincoln it’s always been home.

I did question why I’d been invited myself but as I often get asked where to stay in Sheffield AND as I am a massive advocate of the beautiful city I thought it was an ideal opportunity.

What better way to recommend a hotel than to have stayed there yourself .

What better way to promote a city than to see it through ‘first timers’ eyes…

So I said yes … if it was still ok with them then I’d love to take up their generous offer.

So that’s what I did last Friday night along with a group of bloggers from around the country. Continue reading

A Sheffield Girls Guide to Whitby … #draculacountry

You all know of my love affair with the North Yorkshire coastal town of Whitby. I mean if you don’t where have you been? … I’ve mentioned it enough over the years.

My obsession with all things vampire and especially Dracula only adds to the mystique. In the Bram Stoker novel Count Dracula’s ship crashes into the rocks at Whitby and that my dear friends is how Dracula came to be in Old Blighty.

On a cold, misty night as you totter along the cobbled streets, the Old Abbey looking down on you … I swear there’s the distinct smell of vampire in the air.

Today I thought I would do a photo diary of the few days we spent in Whitby last week, mainly because I took loads of photographs and it would be rude not to share them.

As I mentioned on a previous post the BF and I decided to take my dad away.

It’s been an awful few weeks and I think we all needed a change of scene, especially dad, whose finding it hard. Yes it would be extremely weird without mum but it’s something we all need to adjust ourselves too. Dad has spent some great times there with mum and was keen to return.

Firstly we stayed in the beautiful Coachmans Cottage which is situated just off Church Street. It was ideally located for all the major attractions and having only recently been refurbished it was like a show house.

It allows you to take your beloved dogs [ up-to 2 in fact], and was spread out over 3 floors. Kitchen , living area, bathroom and 2 bedrooms.

Perfect. Continue reading

Jazz Hands & Cocktails … ‘Manhattan til Midnight’ 

Back  when I was a student studying art and design I did my thesis [ a long essay or dissertation involving personal research, written by a candidate for a university degree.] on jazz. 

I’d not particularly got an interest in jazz at the time. What I did have was an amazing tutor who sold the idea to me. Armed with books, tapes, vinyls and fully aware of my love of music he thrust them all at me and enthusiastically ran through his favourite artists – Jelly Roll Morton, Louis Armstrong, Duke Ellington, Ella Fitzgerald … stopping to play excerpts and slightly losing himself while doing so.

“I still love the whole history of jazz. The old things sound better than ever” – Steve Lacy

I can remember him sitting me down and telling me that writing a thesis could be boring ; a long hard slog. That the subject matter must therefore keep your interest. This [ jazz ] he said most definitely would.

I admired his passion. I wanted to understand , I wanted  a part of it.

And that [in a nutshell] my friends is how I discovered jazz music.  Continue reading