“My question is – what kind of a man goes in a pub and only has one beer ?”.

June 2023. Rochester. In Rochester at 11, my final Kentish Guide pub opens at 1. What to do ? Well, the funfair rides outside the castle weren’t open (flippin’ micros) and the castles themselves bore me rigid, I guess I could just take photos of the High Street, or do the Dickens Trail, visiting all… Continue reading “My question is – what kind of a man goes in a pub and only has one beer ?”.

TAKE THE FIRST (OFF-PEAK) TRAIN TO EBBSFLEET INTERNATIONAL

June 2023. Rochester, via Ebbsfleet. The preamble post. I’d left myself one pub to complete Kent, a very expensive (even off-peak) lone tick in Rochester. With trains using the fast link to St Pancras via Ashford and Ebbsfleet costing more than a villa in Gillingham I was going to make the most of it, too.… Continue reading TAKE THE FIRST (OFF-PEAK) TRAIN TO EBBSFLEET INTERNATIONAL

“You can’t rush Guinness, can you ?”

June 2023. Winchelsea. Mrs RM has enjoyed her time down in Rye Harbour, tidying up the caravan, contemplating her next bottle of Shepherd Neame 1698, and contemplating possibly engaging in some twitching at the nature reserve. The harbour is heaving with gentlefolk in beige, armed with binoculars, heading for the hides. Twitter seems to have… Continue reading “You can’t rush Guinness, can you ?”