November 2025. Mayfield. East Sussex. My penultimate East Sussex Beer Guide tick takes us deep into the Weald, but only half an hour from Mrs RM’s in-laws (and Kentish Paul, coincidentally). Mayfield lies deep in the teenage Miss Spencer consciousness, for reasons we’ll see shortly, but first it’s lunch at the white boarded Rose &… Continue reading MAYFIELD’S ROSE & CROWN. A WEALD PUB
Tag: Burgers
A FAREWELL TO GRUBBS
November 2025. Brighton 2 pints before 12.30, and no breakfast. Bad idea, right ? Time for something healthy like a burger. I could have popped in one of the North Laines GBG pubs for grub, the Nelson or the multicoloured Albert, but the two things you can’t legally miss out on a trip to Brighton… Continue reading A FAREWELL TO GRUBBS
GRUBBS BURGERS
April 2023. There’s a lovely guy called Drunken Bunny who runs a pub and kebab blog called the Endless British Pub Crawl (here). Sound familar ? Either he or BRAPA should sue, surely. The posts are short, daily slices of pub life, and I feel ashamed I haven’t read or commented more. But that’s life.… Continue reading GRUBBS BURGERS
“IS TARA COMING TO THE HUNT ?”
Oh grief, I’ve just read that cartoon. Too late to stop now. I was hoping Mrs RM would blog about the Winning Post in Winkfield, but she said she “can’t be bothered“. It’s a shame, as she overhears more than I do. She’s let me use her photo, though. Apparently the one on the left… Continue reading “IS TARA COMING TO THE HUNT ?”
CRAFTY BURGERS IN VALBY
Part 1 of a series of indeterminate length, covering my road to near financial ruin through Copenhagen, Lubeck and Hamburg. On possibly our last family holiday while our children can still stand us, we flew to Denmark with Ryanair. Approaching 100 flights with Ryanair, and never late. Mr O’Leary is obviously keen to please British travellers… Continue reading CRAFTY BURGERS IN VALBY
BRENTWOOD – THE ONLY WAY IS BASS
I’d been looking forward to Brentwood for a while, my visit probably not as big a boost to their embryonic tourism industry as TOWIE. I did once watch TOWIE while on holiday under the misapprehension that it was real. To be honest the big appeal of the ‘Wood was the chance to tick off a tricky pub… Continue reading BRENTWOOD – THE ONLY WAY IS BASS
FIVE MILES OUT OF LONDON OFF THE WESTERN AVENUE
Hanwell hasn’t been celebrated in song in the same way as nearby Perivale was in 1980, though admittedly Costello wrote about 80 songs that year and I haven’t heard them all yet. Never mind, the equally venerable Stonch wrote about his Hanwell walk recently. That ended up with a pint in the Fox, one of West London’s… Continue reading FIVE MILES OUT OF LONDON OFF THE WESTERN AVENUE
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