December 22nd 2025. Hastings.
A solid if unspectacular birthday ends with a last look at Rock-A-Nore,
and a half in the Hastings pub I’d meant to have birthday fish pie in. But I’d have needed to book for lunch in the Dolphin,
and I NEVER book.
The Dolphin is a classic, though I’d struggle to explain why today.
A simple, cosy, place with proper seats and a beer range that screams “pick Harvey’s, stupid“.
so I don’t, but that “Quiet American” is as good as in Faversham.
If ever there was evidence for the case against half-pints (except in Scotland) this was it.
Even the prawns are served in pints next door, possibly by autovac.
And that was it, bar a wobble up All Saints Street, which is now in my Top 10 UK streets,
and a George V post box.
“Can’t be many of those left” says Mrs RM, clearly a post box expert.
retiredmartin 
All Saint’s is like Court Street in Faversham to me. Seemingly still lived on by people from the local community and truly stunning.
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