“RHIANNA’S GOT A WHOLE PLAN TO RID ME OF MY KNEECAPS”

Makes a better title than “Finishing East Sussex at Brighton Bier Haus“, anyway. A lively end to the night in Brighton, the seafront full of revellers who had apparently run a few miles or got their tatts done, possibly not at the same time. I’d actually convinced myself I’d been to the Brighton Bierhaus, before,… Continue reading “RHIANNA’S GOT A WHOLE PLAN TO RID ME OF MY KNEECAPS”

HOVE’S BLIND BUSKER – A STERLING EFFORT

Three pubs to visit in Brighton & Hove (Albion) to finish East Sussex, so I’d picked the reliable if dingy Travelodge in Preston Park. The walk through Brighton suburbia toward Hove is alternative tourism at its best. On the way I tried to make sure I didn’t hear the City v Chelsea score, as I… Continue reading HOVE’S BLIND BUSKER – A STERLING EFFORT

BOOZIN’ IN BRIGHTON, HOPPIN’ THRU’ HOVE

A reminder of the targets for my sizzling Sussex saunter. The first three of those have to wait till I get my “easts” and “wests” sorted. As Pub Curmudgeon will know, that may take some time. Having waved John off at the train back to Chichester, I had a plan to conquer the lands to the east… Continue reading BOOZIN’ IN BRIGHTON, HOPPIN’ THRU’ HOVE