While I was out conquering chapters of the GBG in July, Mrs RM was in our new caravan in Rye Harbour tarting it up for letting out while we weren’t there. It’s the first step on the slippy road to capitalism, I guess. On my return from Glamorgan we set off to New Romney’s giant… Continue reading NEW ROMNEY, NEW QUEUE
Tag: Cinque Port Arms
NO CASK AT DOVER PORT
The internet is rubbish down in Dover, so here’s a short post courtesy of Spoons WiFi. My mushroom benedict in the Eight Bells is the blue dot below. We’re in Dover for our One Day Only heatwave, and a night of what the kids call “metal core” in a new venue converted from the old… Continue reading NO CASK AT DOVER PORT
SCOTCH EGGS, CINQUE PORTS
15 minutes walk from station to micro. 15 seconds from micro to Proper Pub. And that’s only because I stopped to take a photo of the hardware shop. The Cinque Port Arms is a solid looking house, though the use of the “C” world is always a bit worrying. And inside it’s a little… Continue reading SCOTCH EGGS, CINQUE PORTS
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