THE OBLIGATORY MARSTON’S DINING PUB NEXT TO A GOSPORT PREMIER INN

June 2024. The long, long, weekend entertaining octogenarians approached 8 hours of driving fun as we pulled into Gosport’s Premier Inn. Wow. An awful lot going on in this Google Maps extract, to distract you from the sad reality that our hotel is nowhere near Portsmouth. Or even Gosport, come to that. But it’s under… Continue reading THE OBLIGATORY MARSTON’S DINING PUB NEXT TO A GOSPORT PREMIER INN

“Spencer is a very scared spaniel x”. My father-in-law returns to Ampfield.

June 2024. Ampfield. Hampshire. Just because I’m making such poor progress with the ticking doesn’t mean I’m not clocking up the miles. This was the first leg our first long weekend of June (where’s my Summer gone, by the way), popping on my parents before heading to the coast for Father-in-Law’s 86th birthday, present. He’d… Continue reading “Spencer is a very scared spaniel x”. My father-in-law returns to Ampfield.