WHAT THE DICKENS ! A BROADSTAIRS BEAUTY

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8th January 2020

Well folks, I’m writing this in the Sandringham Hotel in Weston-Super-Mare, and I’ve just been to the worst Wetherspoons in the country, which is more exciting than the biggest. Old Mudgie will know which one I mean.

Next up on my Thanet Thrust was Broadstairs, the national capital of Dickens tat. It’s lost its “airs” according to the OS.

Broadstairs
Part of Brexit redrawing of OS maps
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Bleak House
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Curious

Controversially, I’d place Broadstairs behind Magic Margate and Resplendent Ramsgate on my Thanet League Table, and you’d probably disagree with me.

Perhaps I just needed a sunny day like last Wednesday to appreciate it.

And a bag of lemon sherberts from Sweet Yesterdays. But remember folks, lemon sherberts can damage your NBSS scores and caution is advised.

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Viking Day
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Duncan McKay fighting back warm Doom Bar supplies

Broadstairs had a good buzz on a cold January afternoon, the gentlefolk drawn by Dickens, micros and dog walking.

I had an energetic stroll over the rocks along Stone Bay, an early highlight of the new decade with its ancient graffiti.

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Ancient cliffs
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“Me and the boys one last time this decade”

I thought I’d found an undisclosed micro along East Cliff.

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Shut

But sadly winter opening hours apply.

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Pebbles

A nice steep climb back from the rocks into town. A lovely, rambling town of fraded reds and blues; full of antiques, Italian bistros and craft beer, just as it was when Dickens wrote Moby Dick here. Probably.

Dickens would have loved micropubs with all their funny characters.

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Houdini’s magic bar – future GBG ?

GBG newbie Mind The Gap is two minutes from the station and I sense a theme here.

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What can I tell you ? It keeps reliable opening hours, sells good beers you’ve heard of at £3 a pint, including an excellent Gadds 5 (NBSS 3.5).

The Landlady was a chatty gem, some regulars came in and said “Oooh, Hophead” and “Only a half, I’ve just had my breakfast” and “Hophead, not what it was, is it?”.

And there’s a sign that says “Trunks Only”. Just not that sort of trunks.

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It’s just a bit “Our Mutual Friend”, rather than “Great Expectations”, if you know what I mean. Which you don’t.

27 thoughts on “WHAT THE DICKENS ! A BROADSTAIRS BEAUTY

      1. I’m not sure if that makes him a poor simpleton, or a loquacious raven. Perhaps the latter is Martin the Owl? Although I now have a mental image of the entire populace of Newark gathered around a leaky effigy chanting “nevermore”.

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  1. “I’ve just been to the worst Wetherspoons in the country” – oh, no, it’ll take me all day thinking through dozens of contenders to work out which venue holds that title.

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    1. Not difficult, given that he’s staying in Weston-super-Mare and there’s a choice of two. I agree with his verdict, btw. I can see that one being on the disposal list given that they now have a swanky new hotel on the sea front.

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    1. Hi Paul,

      Hophead didn’t seem much different to me this past couple of months, compared to memories of it from a couple of years go. So…it was what it once was. But consider the source!

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