STRANDED

October 2026. The Strand. London. Two hours between trains in London was enough for a couple of ticks in Aldgate and Charing Cross, but really life these days is more about the smiling child on the Circle Line than the cask in Charing Cross. Note the local artwork depicting the chopping down of trees in… Continue reading STRANDED

THE MERMAID, RYE. SURPRISINGLY PUBBY

October 2026. Rye. East Sussex. The six minute bus ride from Rye Harbour into town costs a curious £2.90, which is just the level at which you’ll consider striding hobbling along the footpath instead, taking in the bucolic views of the oil refinery. There’s a very pretty walk through the nature reserve into Rye, but… Continue reading THE MERMAID, RYE. SURPRISINGLY PUBBY

COR ! WHAT A STUNNER. THE PRINCESS OF PRUSSIA, ALDGATE E1

October 2026. East London. Heading, or at least hobbling, towards the Tower of London and an intriguing GBG27 newbie. This is Tandleman Southern HQ territory, and the Princess of Prussia is apparently close to his flat decorated in Dumbarton FC colours, just around the corner from the venerable Goodman’s Field. You might think the biggest… Continue reading COR ! WHAT A STUNNER. THE PRINCESS OF PRUSSIA, ALDGATE E1

That moment after 4 pints when someone sings “What’s going on” and the worst pub in the world is suddenly the best.

October 2026. Rye Harbour. Back at the holiday park from pubbing in Rye last Saturday, having abjectly failed to buy fresh groceries from Jempson’s for tea, we’re resigned to the emergency rations in the harbour shop (mainly crisps and tins). “How about a pint in the William” says Mrs RM. YOU try saying no to… Continue reading That moment after 4 pints when someone sings “What’s going on” and the worst pub in the world is suddenly the best.