December 22nd 2025. Hastings. A solid if unspectacular birthday ends with a last look at Rock-A-Nore, and a half in the Hastings pub I’d meant to have birthday fish pie in. But I’d have needed to book for lunch in the Dolphin, and I NEVER book. The Dolphin is a classic, though I’d struggle to… Continue reading BASS CLICKBAIT AT THE DOLPHIN
Tag: East Sussex
THE STADE
December 22nd 2025. The Stade. Hastings. One of my most photogenic birthdays, even if one of the dullest. The next post-lunch stretch takes us from the brutalism of Sports Direct in Hastings New Town, past that iconic view of Pelham Crescent’s amusement arcades with the castle ruins behind, through the mini-golf and swan boats and… Continue reading THE STADE
TURKISH DELIGHT
December 22nd 2025. Hastings. I’ve given up on getting the blog up-to-date before year end, and you’ll be wanting my awards issue tomorrow, but I’m not rushing Hastings. In fact, I think I’ve invented the birthday (22/12) equivalent of slow tourism, as we spent last Monday wandering aimlessly taking photos of crumbling Sussex-by-the-Sea. Crumbling, but… Continue reading TURKISH DELIGHT
HARVEY’S CHRISTMAS ALE
December 22nd 2025. Hastings. Well, I think it’s Hastings, where the eponymous pier stands, though the video is less conclusive, and you folks will know how much invisible and pointless boundaries matter to some people. Mrs RM decided that at 10:52 am it was time for the Official RM birthday pub, and looked bemused as… Continue reading HARVEY’S CHRISTMAS ALE
ON THE BEACH
December 22nd 2025. St Leonards. I’ll keep you waiting for the “birthday pub“; it’s a doozy. We managed 18,000 steps on my birthday, (Mrs RM does more than me as her legs are smaller, it’s the patriarchy), including a bracing stroll along the prom between St Leonards and Hastings, which are virtually contiguous (word of… Continue reading ON THE BEACH
NO PLACE ELSE I’D RATHER BE (ON MY BIRTHDAY) THAN ST LEONARDS ON SEA
December 22nd 2025. St Leonards on Sea. And so, I awoke, 61 up, another year ahead. Never look back, folks. You’ll know my view on anniversaries and celebrations; don’t do them. My only requirements for my birthday are NO presents or cards, just make sure I’m somewhere I haven’t been before, crispy beef and a… Continue reading NO PLACE ELSE I’D RATHER BE (ON MY BIRTHDAY) THAN ST LEONARDS ON SEA
ANOTHER NBSS 4.5 !!! THE WATERWORKS, RYE
December 2025. Rye. Back in Rye the bus to the harbour was 40 minutes late. As you’ll know, 40 minutes is exactly the right amount of time needed to do Mrs RM’s shopping at Jempson’s and squeeze in a bit of curated pub research. About time for a long overdue visit to the Waterworks then.… Continue reading ANOTHER NBSS 4.5 !!! THE WATERWORKS, RYE
ALL THE PUBS IN HASTINGS NEW TOWN. No. 2 – THE SEADOG
December 2025. Hastings New Town. I didn’t buy a £1 bag from Primark to carry my £10 fleece, so ran the risk of leaving it on the train (again) if I extended my rapid assault on Hastings New Town. So the Yates’s, and the heritage Havelock, and a Belgian beer bar called Tin Tin will… Continue reading ALL THE PUBS IN HASTINGS NEW TOWN. No. 2 – THE SEADOG
ALL THE PUBS IN HASTINGS NEW TOWN. No. 1 – THE JOHN LOGIE BAIRD
December 2025. Hastings. You’ll know that I fund my hedonist lifestyle by not buying clothes, but by Monday I realised I was going to have to replace my dark fleece, inexplicably left on the 17:35 from Uttoxeter after 4 pints of Bass. 20 minutes by rail brings you to Hastings, which has shops and pubs.… Continue reading ALL THE PUBS IN HASTINGS NEW TOWN. No. 1 – THE JOHN LOGIE BAIRD
BOTTLES IT IS THEN
December 2025. Rye Harbour. I’d popped down up to Waterbeach to see Dad on Friday, leaving Mrs RM to her blog without me ruining her WiFi. “Are you back tomorrow?” she asks, oblivious to plans. Obviously she wanted something brought down to Rye, probably chocolate*, so I caught the first train back, the one with… Continue reading BOTTLES IT IS THEN
retiredmartin 