TAXI FOR BRAPA (Vol. 376)

Time for one more tonight ? 12th November 2022. The sun shines on the righteous. And the ticker who’s headed for his fourth pub of the day and gets an unexpected lift from Maidstone station. And I assure you, it was pure fate that brought us together in the tight alley leading to Maidstone East… Continue reading TAXI FOR BRAPA (Vol. 376)

DON’T PUT BABY IN THE CORNER (OF THE MAIDSTONE GASTROPUB)

12th November 2022. Mrs RM arranged to meet an old work colleague who’d been left with childminding duties in the fair town of Maidstone. Well, Bearsted, which is probably the posh quarter. Pauline will confirm. Overlooking the attractive green, the White Horse looked dreadful, in a faux Brunning & Price way. AND we had to… Continue reading DON’T PUT BABY IN THE CORNER (OF THE MAIDSTONE GASTROPUB)

BUMPING INTO HIGH TABLES IN WEST MALLING

  I’d been bracing myself for Kent‘s fresh onslaught of micro madness in the new GBG, bringing with it high tables, horrific opening hours and pickled eggs. (And those are the fun bits). But I had been looking forward to re-exploring West Malling, a posh village on the edge of Maidstone noted for the fine… Continue reading BUMPING INTO HIGH TABLES IN WEST MALLING