January 2026. Markbeech. Kent. A last new GBG entry ticked in Kent, not too far from either Kentish Paul or the in-laws. Sadly, a flying visit to the Kentish Horse at Markbeech, only a mile or so from the legendary Queen’s Arms at Cowden Pound. It’s also barely half an hour’s walk from Cowden station,… Continue reading NO LARKIN ABOUT, IT’S THE KENTISH HORSE, MARKBEECH
Tag: Kent pubs
TENTATIVELY INTO TENTERDEN
January 2026. Tenterden. I remembered it’s 2026 this time, after labelling the last one December ’25. Good job we don’t write cheques anymore. Mrs RM is busy “refining” her blog, but I did get her out from Rye (we’re attending to in-laws again) to explore posh Tenterden, half an hour north and 50 years into… Continue reading TENTATIVELY INTO TENTERDEN
TOP 10 COUNTIES – No. 3 – KENT
A surprise choice at Number 3 ? Knowing my lukewarm view of micropubs you might be, since Kent is actually 87% made up of the little devils. But before Martyn Hillier invented micros, there were Proper Pubs in Kent. Some relaxed and rural, some rumbustuous. and some a relic from better times. We’ll wait to… Continue reading TOP 10 COUNTIES – No. 3 – KENT
I’M WEALD, WEALD GONE
5th February 2020 Our favourite Kentish blogger Paul Bailey is doing a great job avoiding me (or it the other way round ?). First a trip to Dundee when I joined Mrs RM in Tonbridge last month, and now my flying visit to Charcott coincides with his Welsh funeral. We’ll probably catch up somewhere weird… Continue reading I’M WEALD, WEALD GONE
NEW YEAR’S EVE IN FOLKESTONE
31st December 2019 Always great to end the year in Kent, not that I’ve ever done it before. I nearly jumped on the Eurotunnel when I reached Folkestone but just in time realised it was going to France. Two (2) new pubs for me in the ‘tone, as the kidz probably call it. Last time… Continue reading NEW YEAR’S EVE IN FOLKESTONE
retiredmartin’s DAY OFF IN TONBRIDGE
My last Kent Guide pub, in lovely Tonbridge. I would have done this on Christmas Day but apparently it’s not the Done Thing to leave the table before the Christmas pudding to tick a pub. #PoliteSociety. Five minutes walk from Tonbridge station, the Foresters is a rare tick in what is becoming quite a pubby… Continue reading retiredmartin’s DAY OFF IN TONBRIDGE
MICRO PUB MEN, POCAHONTAS AND ME – BACK TO GRAVESEND
Manchester Beer Fest day. If you’re there, buy me a low alcohol German beer. That’s me in the corner, whining about the lack of seating. Duncan will be there, showing off his knees and his GBG. I bet he’s done Kent, even though it’s 300 miles away from him and virtually next door to me.… Continue reading MICRO PUB MEN, POCAHONTAS AND ME – BACK TO GRAVESEND
ANNIE LENNOX IS FOLLOWING ME ROUND KENT
A Proper beer blogger would have called this “An Ale In Swale“. But I’m not. The last of the Kent mini-series, which no doubt you’ll be pleased about. Hopefully I can meet up with Paul Bailey in Tonbridge and do karaoke again*. At least the Sun in Bredgar is a Proper Pub, to a point.… Continue reading ANNIE LENNOX IS FOLLOWING ME ROUND KENT
MICROPUB MERRY-GO-ROUND IN BIRCHINGTON-ON-SEA
One more round of “Micro Pub Spot The Difference” for you tonight. I certainly failed to distinguish the Old Bay Alehouse from three dozen others in Thanet and Lancashire. Perhaps they should call it something distinctive like Jug & Firkin, Ale Corner or Malt ‘n’ Hops. Still, Birchington is my last tick in West… Continue reading MICROPUB MERRY-GO-ROUND IN BIRCHINGTON-ON-SEA
BELTINGE FIRE
Another short post for people whose heads are too full of words. For folk who like stats, which may just be Duncan, this is a summary showing how I’m going all slacker these days. At this rate it’ll just be “Woke up. Thanet. Micro. Pashmina. Singapore noodles. Missed train” in a few years. Here’s the… Continue reading BELTINGE FIRE
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