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

THE FAREHAM MICROPUB BEER GLASS THAT WILL CERTAINLY DIVIDE OPINION

There’s no jealousy between us GBG tickers, but I’ve been cursing BRAPA’s successes in the south, clearing Hampshire before me. How is that possible ? Six pubs a night for a week, I guess. I picked Fareham as our Friday night base. You’ll be devastated to know we stayed in a Greene King hotel, one… Continue reading THE FAREHAM MICROPUB BEER GLASS THAT WILL CERTAINLY DIVIDE OPINION