THE PARK TAVERN, SITTINGBOURNE. AN OLD MUDGIE SORT OF PUB

December 2025. Sittingbourne. Back to my campervan overnighter in Whitstable last week, as I leave Mrs RM in the glamour of the Spoons and nip off to Sittingbourne to tick the sort of new GBG entry our Mudgie would appreciate. He did like his historic towns, though perhaps Sittingbourne would have appealed less. In fact,… Continue reading THE PARK TAVERN, SITTINGBOURNE. AN OLD MUDGIE SORT OF PUB

A TALE OF TWO MICROS – (ii) SITTINGBOURNE

If “A Tale Of Two Cities” is about Rochester and Sittingbourne (SPOILER : It isn’t), then Sittingbourne ISN’T Paris. Few folk in rural Kent have ever looked at a map and thought “Oooh, lets head to Sheerness, stopping for cress sandwiches in Gillingham and a micropub in Sittingbourne“. That’s their loss. It’s long High Street… Continue reading A TALE OF TWO MICROS – (ii) SITTINGBOURNE

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

JUST ANOTHER SITTINGBOURNE SUNDAY

Almost a Pub Cat for Mudgie from Sittingbourne‘s burgeoning collection of alley (cat) art. Back to chronology, and the annual slog out along the North Kent coast, though at least the new pubs are all close to the station.  Sadly, no new Gillingham ticks. It seems only ten months since I was here before, being… Continue reading JUST ANOTHER SITTINGBOURNE SUNDAY