A week ago I had to leave Mrs RM in the luxurious Newhaven Premier Inn while I did the hard yards ticking West Sussex. You won’t believe the planning that goes into these trips. TWO (2) train changes on the way to Portslade, the Cheadle of the South. You won’t believe how filthy those Southern… Continue reading QUEUEING ! IN PUBS !!!
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CAKES AND ALE IN NEWHAVEN
Days 2-3 of the Great Sussex Saunter take us to Newhaven (pop. 12,232). Mrs RM needed somewhere to work from which would have irritatingly inconsistent WiFi coverage so I picked Premier Inn. As cheap as they’ve been for years at the moment (£35) AND the Newhaven one had a Doom Bar pump visible in the… Continue reading CAKES AND ALE IN NEWHAVEN
EAVESDROPPING ON HOUSE HUNTERS IN HOLMBURY ST. MARY
Yes, finally, the report has been cleared by our lawyers and I can bring you unexpurgated details of our trip into Hurtwood Forest and Mrs RM will just have to face the consequences of wearing inappropriate footwear that morning that meant the extent of our walking was a trip to the Royal Oak. We’d parked… Continue reading EAVESDROPPING ON HOUSE HUNTERS IN HOLMBURY ST. MARY
NOT ‘ANGING AROUND IN ANGMERING
5 minutes on the train back from Worthing and I jumped off at mysterious Angmering. It’s an anagram of Ring Angme, a 12th century Sussex mystic, apparently. Well, it’s not as mysterious as Sompting or Ferring, and the aerial shot says “built up suburban area next to pebbly beach“. Two new micro ticks, each 20… Continue reading NOT ‘ANGING AROUND IN ANGMERING
“I LOVE YOUR LOO”
Wednesday night in Worthing. Another 25 minute slog from the Cricketers to the Fox & Finch. BRAPA would have taken a taxi, but then he’s made of money. Or Colin is. The first Worthing micro of the night. The town has the best of the breed, and the worst. That’s why I rarely lump 2… Continue reading “I LOVE YOUR LOO”
OLD MAN
Well, this was good. The Cricketers in Worthing’s Broadwater suburb, which sounds very edgy but turns out to be as edgy as Petts Green or Heaton Chapel. On the 25 minute stretch from the Brewhouse & Kitchen I pass prep schools, a cemetery, a Domino’s, and have to waiting about 4 hours for trains to… Continue reading OLD MAN
“YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE TICKING” SAYS WORTHING
These next few posts are a bit dull. Which is fine, because so is Worthing. But never mind the quality, feel the ticks. A massive FIVE (5), newbies, and one (1) of them isn’t a micropub, which is an error Adur CAMRA may need to investigate but is surely a Covid issue. No other town… Continue reading “YOU MAKE ME FEEL LIKE TICKING” SAYS WORTHING
PRIDE DRINKING WELL IN BARNHAM. BEFORE IT GETS KNOCKED ALL OVER MY DAD’S JUMPER
Day 1 of our Sussex Saunter and a night in Horsham Travelodge. #LivingTheDream Sadly, Mrs RM had to prep for phone calls with angry Frenchmen, so I set off for the GBG fleshpots of Worthing on my own. Nearly an hour on the train, as it has to wobble down to the edge of Bognor… Continue reading PRIDE DRINKING WELL IN BARNHAM. BEFORE IT GETS KNOCKED ALL OVER MY DAD’S JUMPER
A SHERE DROP INTO HASCOMBE
I drafted a post entitled “My Strategy To Complete the Good Beer Guide in 2022” but I haven’t been able to finish it, which may be a metaphor for the GBG conquest itself. But a key part of the strategy is one big trip each week to bag a dozen outliers, now I’ve exhaused all… Continue reading A SHERE DROP INTO HASCOMBE
NEW SPOONS ON SUNDAY
I wasn’t going to bother sharing early photos of Sheffield’s new Spoons, but since Sheffield Hatter hasn’t reviewed it for Pubs Galore yet there’s a gap in the market. Out near Sheffield’s second indoor shopping centre, the Scarsdale Hundred is unlikely to force BRAPA to make a second trip out east for a tick. But… Continue reading NEW SPOONS ON SUNDAY
