retiredmartin

December 2025. Whitstable.

I’d only been gone those 67 minutes in Sittingbourne, leaving Mrs RM in Whitstable Spoons to do what Spoons are there for; recharge your phone, use the free Wi-Fi, pop to the loo, and drink unlimited coffee (but not hot chocolate).

But the photo she sent as I headed back to the Peter Cushing told me she’d already moved on;

“Gin !”

“But it’s Locale gin !”

I recognised that pub, anyway, and dashed to meet my beloved via Middle Wall,

I’m easily distracted by street art.

Gorgeous, isn’t it ?

Yes, it’s the pub (nearly) on the beach, the photogenic one.

But is the OId Neptune any good as a pub ?

Well, it certainly trades more on the “garden” than the rather cramped interior, but it’s cosy enough with its lite jazz and “banter” about £340k Southwold beach huts, and Sheps Whitstable Bay is a solid and tasty pint (NBSS 3).

But you’re here for the sunset and the Instagram shots, really,

and I advise Mrs RM to get a move on with her pink gin and join me on the pebbles to catch the sight in all its glory.

Did she join me on the pebbles to catch it in all its glory ?

Sometimes, gin comes before glory.