IS SPOONS CASK QUALITY GETTING BETTER ? BEXHILL THINKS SO

December 2025. Bexhill-on-Sea. We’d entered the gates of Bexhill with such noble intentions. Culture at the De la Warr, a long bracing walk along the front, Eddie Izzard’s model railway… But too much beer early on had scuppered plans, and I wasn’t even in the mood for some clothes shopping for me. Not today. But… Continue reading IS SPOONS CASK QUALITY GETTING BETTER ? BEXHILL THINKS SO

TOP 100 PUBS.  THE RUDDY DUCK, BEXHILL-on-SEA

December 2025. Bexhill-on-Sea. Mrs RM enjoyed our lunchtime in Sussex-by-the-Sea, remembering the times that her aunt (it was probably her granny but I’m not strong on genealogy) took her to Bexhill for whatever people used to do at the seaside in the 70s. Look out to sea and shout at France, I guess. The houses… Continue reading TOP 100 PUBS.  THE RUDDY DUCK, BEXHILL-on-SEA

FINALLY ! AN UNSCUFFED HARVEY’S GLASS. THE MARINER, FOLKESTONE

December 2025. Folkestone. Kent. Leaving Folkestone Harbour Arm, with its scary giant seagulls that look like they’ve escaped from Squid Games, we suddenly find it’s nearly half three, the Golden Hour for photos before dusk. Time for a trip along The Stade, replete with souvenirs from the feral Ultras of South London visiting Folkestone Victoria.… Continue reading FINALLY ! AN UNSCUFFED HARVEY’S GLASS. THE MARINER, FOLKESTONE

WHY DID NO-ONE TELL MRS RM ABOUT FOLKESTONE HARBOUR ARM

December 2025. Folkestone. Kent. Where did you leave us ? Oh yes, clambering up the steps from the Hymn and Hyrs in Folkestone Spoons, about to tackle the High Street (aka Steep Hill). Even the scruffy buildings, like this rhubarb and custard of a curry house, look gorgeous. A 5 minute stroll through the Creative… Continue reading WHY DID NO-ONE TELL MRS RM ABOUT FOLKESTONE HARBOUR ARM

“FOLKESTONE IS AN ART SCHOOL”

December 2025. Folkestone. Kent. Mrs RM is planning a series of posts on the Kent coast, which by her definition starts at Rochester and skips Gillingham on the way to Whitstable and beyond. Gravesend will have something to say about that. “We should go to Folkestone, only an hour.” I said. “You won’t recognise it“.… Continue reading “FOLKESTONE IS AN ART SCHOOL”