“What skills or lessons have you learned recently?” asks Word Press this morning, as an unwanted prompt for a blogger with writer’s block. The only lesson you need ever learn is “Don’t take the A57 in the snow“. The other lesson is, of course, NEVER believe a micropub’s opening times. The Hidden Treasure in Dymchurch… Continue reading THE STAR IN THE EAST (OF SUSSEX)
Tag: East Sussex
IN THE HORSE & GROOM, CONTEMPLATING THAT SOPHOMORE GBG COMPETION
This post is a prime example of the difficulties of the Sophomore* GBG completion. In the year you first complete, your maniacal focus is entirely on getting counties ticked off. There’s no time (or bladder) for sentimental revisits, pre-emptive micros or pints of Prosecco. But once you’re a completist, your rail journey to tick that… Continue reading IN THE HORSE & GROOM, CONTEMPLATING THAT SOPHOMORE GBG COMPETION
THE REJUVENATION OF ST. LEONARDS
Before I start, a reminder to make a note of the most magical day of the year. NO! not Ed Balls Day, my birthday, once again on 22nd December. Last year it was a Scottish cracker as I singlehandedly cheered St Mirren to a point against Celtic and finally ticked the Kilmarnock Spoons. Where will… Continue reading THE REJUVENATION OF ST. LEONARDS
A SCUMMY HEAD ON THE BEER NEAR BODIAM CASTLE
“What cities do you want to visit ?” asks Word Press, as I start this post. Thanks for asking. Berne, since you ask. Easily pleased. 7th November 2022. Mrs RM has got a local letting agency (1066 holidays) to manage our caravan when we’re not using it, and we popped down to Rye Harbour to… Continue reading A SCUMMY HEAD ON THE BEER NEAR BODIAM CASTLE
WHEN IN LEWES…
Last Saturday saw a concerted attack on the south coast, now safe a week after the CAMRA folk left Eastbourne having agreed that Life Members were leeches/freeloaders or something. Good work, as well as the Tand’s excellent campaign to require price lists in pubs. I’m sure some members will have taken the train to Lewes,… Continue reading WHEN IN LEWES…
1200 POSTCARDS
Some blogs about pubs seem written by sober folk who never actually set foot in nasty pubs. This post comes to you from the 20:11 Leeds – Sheffield train after 4 pints in 2 hours. I’m not proud, just pissed. I resume my blog on Wednesday night in Hastings, as I head through the majestic… Continue reading 1200 POSTCARDS
GOTHIC HASTINGS
Back in Hastings, I had two (2) more micropubs to look forward to. Two (2) more chances of opening time hell I took the scenic route to the Jolly Fisherman, dropping by the 1200 Postcards for signs of life, but a 5pm start it was. Google Maps said it would take 17 minutes if I… Continue reading GOTHIC HASTINGS
FLYING FISH, NEWHAVEN. A CRACKER.
Back at Newhaven Premier Inn I considered my ticking options. I’d fancied a 90 minutes trip east to visit 3 pubs in Hastings and Bexhill, but Mrs RM reckoned we should do something local. Local ! NOT in the Beer Guide ? What, like the Brewer’s Fayre next door ? Calm down, calm down. There… Continue reading FLYING FISH, NEWHAVEN. A CRACKER.
QUEUEING ! IN PUBS !!!
A week ago I had to leave Mrs RM in the luxurious Newhaven Premier Inn while I did the hard yards ticking West Sussex. You won’t believe the planning that goes into these trips. TWO (2) train changes on the way to Portslade, the Cheadle of the South. You won’t believe how filthy those Southern… Continue reading QUEUEING ! IN PUBS !!!
CAKES AND ALE IN NEWHAVEN
Days 2-3 of the Great Sussex Saunter take us to Newhaven (pop. 12,232). Mrs RM needed somewhere to work from which would have irritatingly inconsistent WiFi coverage so I picked Premier Inn. As cheap as they’ve been for years at the moment (£35) AND the Newhaven one had a Doom Bar pump visible in the… Continue reading CAKES AND ALE IN NEWHAVEN
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