Reading my own old posts is a BIT indulgent, and I’m appalled at some of the lies and half-truths I’ve foisted on you over the years (Maidenhead is actually really nice). But it’s still 97.8% more accurate than the BBC, and that’s a fact. Another fact is that there’s never been a better time to… Continue reading GET SOZZLED IN SEAFORD
Tag: East Sussex
A TAP, OF SORTS, FOR BRIGHTON
I’d scoured WhatPub for a like future Beer guide entry, and come up with the one with the word “Tap” in it. It was either that or the West Kemptown Green Party Club, if there is such a thing. Political clubs will be the big winners in GBG22, mark my words. East Street Tap gives… Continue reading A TAP, OF SORTS, FOR BRIGHTON
“PRETEND IT’S 1995”
Back to the Sussex Downs, where Mrs RM was delighted to discover that eight drops of rain had fallen, meaning my planned eight mile walk to Alfriston had been replaced with a pint in the Eight Bells in Jevington. GBG aficionados will know the Downs is a hotbed of GBG activism, home to classic village… Continue reading “PRETEND IT’S 1995”
POLEGATE – FAIR DINKUM
One more post before the September Stocktake, which for a change will be virtually up-to-date. We had real fun finding a hotel close to the coast, eventually getting an apartment (wait a minute) on the edge of Eastbourne. I’m with holding judgement and reviews till I get the deposit back. Golly, ideally placed for two… Continue reading POLEGATE – FAIR DINKUM
“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”
ALL THAT JAZZ
Short posts for a while, getting seriously behind and Aberdeen will make it worse. On to my penultimate East Sussex pub, and thankfully back to a traditional name after all those silly Red Lions and Five Bells. I can assure Mark Crilley this is the only Lion and Lobster in the UK, so I now… Continue reading ALL THAT JAZZ
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
SUNSET OVER SEAFORD
A lot of pubs in these posts; I must have been in a hurry to finish Sussex. Seaford was the end of the line, so I had 41 minutes to get to the White Lion and back AND find something new and interesting about a town I only visited last June. Excitingly, the White Lion… Continue reading SUNSET OVER SEAFORD
PRAVHA, PASHMINAS, PLAYBOYS
Yes, a rash of grumpy posts till I catch up. Quite how I’ll do that on the Sleeper from Euston to Aberdeen tomorrow (mostly Scottish lagers on board), I’ve no idea. Next up is a delightful looking country pub in the heart of classic car land somewhere north of Lewes. Loads of dining places… Continue reading PRAVHA, PASHMINAS, PLAYBOYS
DEXY’S AFTERNOON JOGGERS
On the way back from Rye with Paul we popped in two Sussex stragglers that reminded us how inconsistent “service” is in pubs these days. Three Legs beers were on the bar at the Ypres Castle, but you know how I love a brewery tap on an industrial estate. Their Tap is only open… Continue reading DEXY’S AFTERNOON JOGGERS
