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