Just checking the definition of dalliance, it may not have been the best choice of word, but alliteration beats everything. Monday dawned (only 3 days behind !), Mrs RM left for some corporate gig near Brighton station, and after a leisurely flat white and toastie I set off behind her on my own “gig”. Stafford… Continue reading A DALLIANCE WITH DURRINGTON-ON-SEA
What a marvellous sight Worthing’s Henty Arms is. Sky Sports, vintage motor, sign with the sign fallen out. Sunday lunch, “Child friendly”. The antithesis of the “people like us only” micro that had dominated new entries in the Sussex sections of the Beer Guide in recent years (honourable exceptions like Anchored in Worthing exempted).… Continue reading HAS THE MICRO TIDE TURNED IN WORTHING ?
The journey to Littlehampton takes about an hour, and gives you chance to admire happy motorists queueing at suburban Worthing‘s infinite supply of railway barriers. This was, inexplicably, my third trip to Littlehampton in six months, after a failed and then successful raid on the Steam Packet. I distinctly remember looking at the Arun View… Continue reading NIGHTS OVER EGYPT, AFTERNOONS ON THE ARUN
Odd one this. I’d arranged to meet John, the Wonder of Wittering, in Littlehampton for a seaside crawl. But our pub was unexpectedly shut (and wasn’t a micro). Even worse, I hadn’t had time to park up in my usual secret spot in Pompey and make the train across, so I was going to… Continue reading THE DREGS OF WORTHING
If you’re getting bored of Sussex, spare a thought for me; I’ve spent 27% of my life in B&Bs there this year, which sounds like a BRAPA stat. Nearly done, and Worthing never disappoints. One way or the other. More great street art for you near the station, anyway. Unless you’re a member of the… Continue reading WET WET WORTHING
There is such little justification in giving the Clockhouse in East Preston its own post that I’m going to do just that. It’s not the best pub in Worthing, let alone West Sussex, but it has possibly has the cheeriest barman, and I know these things matter to BRAPA. East Preston is nowhere near… Continue reading A TRIBUTE TO KNITTED SEAGULLS IN EAST PRESTON
Much as I enjoyed Wisbech Museum, it’s good to be back in the hills of the South Downs. I’d hardly explored Worthing at all 5 years ago, but it’s now at least an annual trip, with the Downs providing as much of a draw as the annual new Beer Guide tick. Last year I camped… Continue reading ANCHORED IN WORTHING