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
Tag: East Sussex
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
THE ALBATROSS
December 2025. Bexhill-on-Sea. There’s no point sitting in a caravan in the rain in Rye, waiting for the next elderly parent crisis to hit, when you could be on a train to a town with pubs. Mrs RM hadn’t been to Bexhill in over 40 years, so her memories were of childhood trips to the… Continue reading THE ALBATROSS
A PINT FOR MUDGIE
December 2025. Rye Harbour. Back in Rye from Waterbeach last Sunday, stunned at the news that Peter had died, I spent the next day writing about Mudgie and reading tributes to the man. Mrs RM had enjoyed his company on his last Proper Day Out in Atherstone and was equally shocked. Everyone seemed to be… Continue reading A PINT FOR MUDGIE
A TRIP DOWN LITTLE TRODGERS LANE. MAGICAL MAYFIELD.
November 2025. Mayfield. My mystery trip into the Sussex Weald took us from Batemans to Mayfield, a village half an hour from the in-laws; a journey that Mrs RM made far too regularly when her mum drove my brother-in-law to the Catholic Boys School on Little Trodgers Lane when she couldn’t be trusted to be… Continue reading A TRIP DOWN LITTLE TRODGERS LANE. MAGICAL MAYFIELD.
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