No, NOT a check-in on Un****d ! What do you think I am, a beer blogger ? I’m not even a fan of Doom Bar, really, but it is a useful measure of beer quality between pubs. I’ve had really good DB, as well as a lot of under-conditioned sweet nothingness in Spoons. Whenever folk… Continue reading A DOOM BAR CHECK-IN FROM INSTOW
Tag: Appledore
APPLEDORE WEDDING REMINISCENCES
More from That Kent, and an unexpected tick on the edge of Romney Marsh, though Paul Bailey will no doubt claim it for nearby Ashford given that town’s apparent beery renaissance. People who read this blog, and I don’t even think I count myself in that number, may remember my failed attempt in Autumn to… Continue reading APPLEDORE WEDDING REMINISCENCES
A SIGN OF THE TIMES – OPENING HOURS DRAMA IN APPLEDORE
One of my favourite parts of the country next, the Romney Marshes made famous in Great Expectation discovers a new Beer Guide pub selling Doom Bar (secretly, via the back door). 20 minutes south of Ashford, Appledore Station offers you the twin pleasures of Snargate’s Red Lion (R.I.P. Doris) and Appledore (pop. 749), making a… Continue reading A SIGN OF THE TIMES – OPENING HOURS DRAMA IN APPLEDORE
“Have you got the App ?”
You left us in the car park of the Spotted Dog in Penshurst, which I’ve captured here in black and white to show you what it looked like in its 1950s hey day before colour ruined things. Parking at a pub had the massive advantage of an on-site loo. But the real highlight here is… Continue reading “Have you got the App ?”
APPLEDORE – A LITTLE DEAL ?
Yet more, Appledore. With an hour’s walk back to the campervan and a serious chat with Baa Baa Toure ahead, I thought I’d better spend ten minutes writing off the village as the Aldeburgh of the West or something. But it was enchanting, and surprisingly normal. The Royal Plaice combined deep fried haddock and Doom… Continue reading APPLEDORE – A LITTLE DEAL ?
APPLEDORE, NO BORE
Next up on Wednesday night a lovely straightforward downhill walk and a straightforward Proper Pub at the end. Blistering heat, but that only spurs me on, and now I see I made Appledore in 47 minutes rather than the hour plus suggested by a sluggish Google Maps. At the top of the hill the village… Continue reading APPLEDORE, NO BORE
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