nightrider Posted October 2, 2006 Share Posted October 2, 2006 so basically the best advice to sheffield tourists is leave. Ok great. Well I think theres just about 1 days worth of decent stuff to do. But after that really there is not anything to do except leave to find things elsewhere unfortunately. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
saxon51 Posted October 2, 2006 Share Posted October 2, 2006 what a set of planks we have on here. If its so crap I recommend you all move to Leeds So where would you send them? You haven't said yet. Sheffield isn't crap, it's just not a tourist magnet is it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
zweena Posted October 5, 2006 Share Posted October 5, 2006 It's not a tourist magnet, but after living here, south africa, cambridge, london, I'd always stick with here (although I wouldn't say no to Cape Town). There's less to do here as a tourist, but more to do here if you're a Sheffielder. Not to forget the Peak District, the 3rd most visited National Park in the world, is on our doorstep. Reckon there's plenty for them to do for a day, and more if they ventured into the Peaks. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
*_ash_* Posted October 6, 2006 Share Posted October 6, 2006 The truth is, Sheffield has very little to see which would be of any great interest to tourists. It doesn't even have grand or imposing artchitecture ( of which both Manchester and Birmingham, and to some extent Leeds, can boast). . Blame the luftwaffe, and who ever designed the Moor ash Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dick Posted October 6, 2006 Share Posted October 6, 2006 We keep being told that there is still a lot of steel made in Sheffield & Rotherham. Aren't there any works left that do conducted tours? In the old days Steel Peach & Tozer and Samuel Fox's were well worth a visit. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
firecracker Posted October 8, 2006 Share Posted October 8, 2006 more like 40,000 dumb f**k Oh, so its a 40,000 all-seater comedy club then. My mistake. Still, it's an extra 10,000 empty seats on match er I mean laugh days at the Owls of Derision show. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LordChaverly Posted October 8, 2006 Share Posted October 8, 2006 Sheffield never was and never will be a tourist destination. There is virtually nothing to see of interest to tourists. The only thing to do is to get any visitors out to the Peak district as quickly as possible. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
never wrong Posted October 8, 2006 Share Posted October 8, 2006 Blame the luftwaffe, and who ever designed the Moor ash If the luftwaffe had,nt bombed the moor it woul,nt have needed redesigning Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LordChaverly Posted October 8, 2006 Share Posted October 8, 2006 No river worth seeing; no buildings of any great architectural merit; no historical events worth mentioning; no great museums or arts galleries; no classy shops (apart from John Lewis); no chinatown of any size; no great monuments to famous people; no famous people living here; no internationally famous sports teams; no great landmarks; no renowned food delicacies; no special industries of note. Welcome to Nowhereville, UK! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
seriessix Posted October 8, 2006 Share Posted October 8, 2006 A very strange thing happened to me the other day, so strange that I felt compelled to put pen to paper and share my story. I have recently taken up the hobby of collecting wild weeds, berries and mushrooms. This new pastime enables me to get some exercise on a Sunday afternoon and also provides some free food for my wife and I. Last Sunday was my second outing in search of mother natures harvest and I collected some black berries and several interesting looking mushrooms. After I got home I had a cold bath and watched the football highlights on TV, my wife decided to have an early night. I was about to go to bed when I suddenly felt like a bite to eat so I decided to make a nice mushroom omelette, using some of the days finds. I enjoyed the omelette greatly; food always seems to taste better when you have picked it yourself. I later watched an intense psychedelic half hour show about the problems of inner city pig farming then went to bed. I must have been asleep for at least an hour after I woke to find that my wife was now just a flat rippling face that covered the circumference of the bed, her face was also dripping off the edges like a Daliesque clock. I couldn’t believe my eyes! She then started chelping and goading me, telling me I was a useless idiot and a total failure. She would not stop, she went on and on at me until I couldn’t take it anymore, so I decided to shut her up by rolling her up like a carpet, I secured the roll with an old pair of American Tan tights that I found under the bed. She carried on goading me still but her words were muffled. After a few minutes she went quiet and I panicked, I unrolled her to find her face now lifeless, I had suffocated her. I was beside myself with grief, what had I done! I was so upset that I had to lie down and have a sleep. I woke late the next morning, the memory of the night’s events shot into my mind like a thunderbolt, I quickly turned over to see my wife reading the paper, she was alive and no longer just a huge dripping face. Joy filled my heart I was on cloud nine, I took the day off work and spent the time with my wife looking over old jumble sale photos and making plans for our future. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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