TAKE THE FIRST (OFF-PEAK) TRAIN TO EBBSFLEET INTERNATIONAL

June 2023. Rochester, via Ebbsfleet. The preamble post. I’d left myself one pub to complete Kent, a very expensive (even off-peak) lone tick in Rochester. With trains using the fast link to St Pancras via Ashford and Ebbsfleet costing more than a villa in Gillingham I was going to make the most of it, too.… Continue reading TAKE THE FIRST (OFF-PEAK) TRAIN TO EBBSFLEET INTERNATIONAL

“You can’t rush Guinness, can you ?”

June 2023. Winchelsea. Mrs RM has enjoyed her time down in Rye Harbour, tidying up the caravan, contemplating her next bottle of Shepherd Neame 1698, and contemplating possibly engaging in some twitching at the nature reserve. The harbour is heaving with gentlefolk in beige, armed with binoculars, heading for the hides. Twitter seems to have… Continue reading “You can’t rush Guinness, can you ?”

THE MILLWALL 2004 FA CUP SHIRT IN AN UPMARKET NORTH KENT VILLAGE PUB

June 2023. Luddesdown, Kent. There’s nothing more joyous in life than BRAPA irritation, so I can only imagine his frustration at having made the perilous journey to rural North Kent to tick the Cock in late August last year, only to find it joined a month later by the Golden Lion. Two trips to Luddesdown… Continue reading THE MILLWALL 2004 FA CUP SHIRT IN AN UPMARKET NORTH KENT VILLAGE PUB

WAITING FOR THE CRAFTY FOX TO OPEN

June 2023. Rochester. We dropped the in-laws off in Greater Tunbridge Wells, after an epic 5 hour trek down M1/M25, and headed to our caravan in Rye. Mrs RM had let the park owners worry about the lettings, and we’ve picked the early and late summer slots. Hopefully that late summer slot will coincide with… Continue reading WAITING FOR THE CRAFTY FOX TO OPEN