ALL THE PUBS IN HASTINGS NEW TOWN. No. 1 – THE JOHN LOGIE BAIRD

December 2025. Hastings. You’ll know that I fund my hedonist lifestyle by not buying clothes, but by Monday I realised I was going to have to replace my dark fleece, inexplicably left on the 17:35 from Uttoxeter after 4 pints of Bass. 20 minutes by rail brings you to Hastings, which has shops and pubs.… Continue reading ALL THE PUBS IN HASTINGS NEW TOWN. No. 1 – THE JOHN LOGIE BAIRD

BOTTLES IT IS THEN

December 2025. Rye Harbour. I’d popped down up to Waterbeach to see Dad on Friday, leaving Mrs RM to her blog without me ruining her WiFi. “Are you back tomorrow?” she asks, oblivious to plans. Obviously she wanted something brought down to Rye, probably chocolate*, so I caught the first train back, the one with… Continue reading BOTTLES IT IS THEN

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