FUGGLES (II) – ROYAL TUNBRIDGE WELLS

April 2025. Royal Tunbridge Wells. As you leave High Brooms for T’Wells you notice more characterful houses, and some unprepossessing pubs. I’m tempted by the What Pub description of the Black Horse, “locals like to talk to you” and all, but inexplicably decide to head for my second Fuggles of the weekend, the original Tunbridge… Continue reading FUGGLES (II) – ROYAL TUNBRIDGE WELLS

It was Christmas Eve, babe, in the drunk tank

Christmas Eve 2023. Tonbridge. Our days of being abroad at Christmas are probably on the back burner for now, and it seemed more important than ever to be with both sets of parents this year after extended hospitalisations. The 24th in Waterbeach and Tonbridge, the 25th in Tonbridge and Waterbeach. At least the A1 was… Continue reading It was Christmas Eve, babe, in the drunk tank

NEVER MORE IN NEED OF THAT 16% DANISH CHERRY WINE IN A ROYAL TUNBRIDGE WELLS CRAFT BAR

August (finally !) 2023. Royal Tunbridge Wells. Tuesday was, if anything, more stressful. Two (2) trips to Pembury Hospital from the in-laws, one to queue for an hour for medication and then another to take my father-in-law back for diagnostics. Another day spent sitting, walking the corridors, queuing for Costa. Again, I can’t praise the… Continue reading NEVER MORE IN NEED OF THAT 16% DANISH CHERRY WINE IN A ROYAL TUNBRIDGE WELLS CRAFT BAR

ROYAL TUNBRIDGE WELLS – HOPS AND HIGH ROCKS

I took my nearly-octogenarian in-laws on a pub crawl round their home town* on Sunday.  They loved it, but then they were drinking 7% beers by the end. To be fair to what I’ll now call RTW,  it looked at its  very best.  The modern town is quite functional, but there’s enough hilly streets on the way down… Continue reading ROYAL TUNBRIDGE WELLS – HOPS AND HIGH ROCKS