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  • Day 1

    Off down Saarth

    September 17, 2021 in England ⋅ ⛅ 17 °C

    Well muckers, wim on the road again. After Master Tom fitted me with new brakes and discs I'm feeling a little chipper, and looking forward to the trip. But what's this, ees talking bout the M25, gooing South and all, gonna be a long day.

    Well it wor bad to be fair, M5, M4, M329, M3, M25, M23 and just one mistake by Mrs Satnag, which caused a few heated words between em and a U turn up a cul-de-sac! Cracking site at Norman's Bay, Pevensey right opposite the beach, busy site but the sun is out, the chairs are out and the beer is out. Here for 7 nights an I am well happy, lots of company for me while they am out n about, not like the usual isolated farm sites they usually leave me on!
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  • Day 2

    Beautiful Bexhill Before Beer

    September 18, 2021 in England ⋅ ⛅ 18 °C

    Well we ave woke up to a crackin day here on the South Coast, clear blue sky and full on sun. I can feel me solar panels warming up a treat, luverley! After a bit of a debate they unload the bikes and pedal off in the direction of Bexhill about 5 mile away along the quiet coast road. Well by all accounts they loved it, very up market (so they must ave stood out then! ) with a cracking prom, lovely apartments and beach chalets fronting the pebble beach, and a small market behind art deco buildings. Having strolled along the prom as old gits do, he decides they need refreshment and wouldn't you adam and eve it , he knows there is a micro pub in the town. Great find e says, 12 cask gravity fed ales, of which they sampled 6, cheese onion cobs to nibble on, all followed by a rather wobbly pedal back home.Read more

  • Day 3

    Aqua Marina

    September 19, 2021 in England ⋅ ⛅ 19 °C

    One of them grey drizzly days today so not much happening. They read a lot hunkered down on me sofas, till he had enough and they had a bike ride to the new Eastbourne Marina for a mooch and a coffee and teacake. Kept dry for them so he dah get no earache for getting her wet on one of his outings. Fingers crossed the weather bucks up this week for em.Read more

  • Day 4

    Lewes Brews

    September 20, 2021 in England ⋅ ⛅ 17 °C

    Right so them both up early this morning ready for a trip to historic Lewes on the train which involves a train connection at Eastbourne. Anyroad they get there ok and walk along the main High Street where the buildings are all olde worldly and interesting, and he does quite well keeping er out of the clothes shops. He then drags her round Lewes castle and museum to have a look around and climb up the ramparts for the views. She ay very keen but he seems to enjoy it anyway. Back down again they walk over the bridge to inspect Harveys historic Brewery. We'll that is a surprise! Harvey's have been brewing since 1757 and they've got a brewery tap so they sit themselves down to sample some various beers (all excellent) complete with a panini and chips. This is a recurring holiday theme if seems. Another wander round the town then back on the train changing again at Eastbourne with enough time for an ice cream Bostin.Read more

  • Day 5

    Keeping an eye out in Hastings

    September 21, 2021 in England ⋅ ⛅ 17 °C

    Them up and off catching the 10.66 train to Hastings (see what I did there?). As usual they mek a beeline for the prom and walk towards the old town area, where the fishing boats still launch from the beach by tractors and hoists. Fresh fish huts everywhere and they ave bought some fresh smoked mackerel and salmon back with em to stink me fridge out! After a leisurely pint they mek their way to Maggies, a well recommended fish n chip restaurant in a fisherman's hut for a late lunch. Bostin was the verdict. A further wander up the prom to St Leonards where they kept an eye out for Harold, and battled back on the train. (jokes again, I'm getting good at this blogging lark!).Read more

  • Day 6

    Beach Day

    September 22, 2021 in England ⋅ ⛅ 17 °C

    Sunny day and we have all spent the day together. Nice to ave a bit of company and I even get me sun canopy out for them, and there ay been many times this year I've done that. Book reading for them, and then they decide to go over the road to sit on the beach. He even digs out his kite to fly - what is he twelve or summat!Read more

  • Day 7

    Rail to Rye

    September 23, 2021 in England ⋅ ⛅ 17 °C

    Them off again on the chuffer this time to Rye, a Chinque Port town, whatever that means. Apparently it was a port among the historical Romney Marshes, but is now slightly inland from the coast still connected by river, with a tiny castle and enchanting streets of olde worlde buildings which are as they were and not converted to shops etc. There is still a gatehouse but no city walls, but as Rye is on a hill you can easily imagine it would have been a stronghold town overlooking the Marshes back in the day. A wander round the weekly market, and refreshments at The Waterworks a micro pub with an exceptional local beer and cider list. Back on the chuffer to complete a great day out.Read more

  • Day 7

    The Waterworks Micro Brewery

    September 23, 2021 in England ⋅ ⛅ 17 °C

    These are for you Mark, thought you might appreciate them. What's better than 4 halves just to get a taster accompanied by crisps and Pork Pie. Don't think I fancy pint of the beer advertised in picture 1 though, and the toilets were quite novel too.

    We've seen some fabulous sunsets while we've been away but this one was my favourite.
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  • Day 8

    Boggin off to Bognor

    September 24, 2021 in England ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C

    Hoo bleedin Ray! We are on move. Stopping here any longer and they would have to strim the grass around me wheels. Well his plan is to drive right along the south coast road till we hit Bognor. Sounds like a lot of brakes and gear changes to me but doh get me wrong I am up for it after standin about. First up Eastbourne followed by a drive up Beachy Head (med we sweat a bit) . Then right along Brighton sea front, hampered by queues outside petrol stations by bleedin Chelsea tractors trying to squeeze in an extra litre. Well we stop for lunch at the end of Worthing sea front, and they set off for a leg stretch along the prom towards the pier, 4 miles later them back, and agree they love Worthing, old fashioned resort, nice shopping, and clean (old people eh, what can you do!) Quick stop at Lidl and we am at Bognor site at tea time.Read more

  • Day 9

    Bognor S*ole rating

    September 25, 2021 in England ⋅ ☁️ 18 °C

    Sat ere on the Club's Rowan Park site avin a smirk to meself as them off to Bognor on the bus, what are they thinkin? They get back about 4 and it is official - Bognor is a first rate shit ole! Here is their story......

    Bus is on time which is a great start to our day, however its a bit concerning the driver won't stop to pick anyone else up, and keeps muttering something about a moving target. From the High Street to the sea front and Bognor has a prom which we have walked both ways along with the rest of the walking dead, East to a prison with high walls and barbed wire called Butlins and West to absolutely nothing. It has the shortest worst looking pier in the world but which has an exciting edge that you hope you can get back to the prom before it collapses into the turd laden sea. A land train runs along the prom conveying the heavily overweight tattooed inmates from Butlins the 100 yards to a cafe where it turns round, so they can get their burger and chips. We walk past a fairground big wheel, it has one occupant who wants a view of Bognor from the air, coming back an hour later he is still going round waving frantically at us. We find the micropub in the High Street which is OK, but better than the grim alternatives. We fancy a bag of chips so pound the streets of Bognor for seconds before choosing one which has a dizzy 2 stars for cleanliness. Having seen all that the town has to offer we decide to go back to Muttley. There are no buses till Monday morning. We try for an Uber, but our request for the journey is not took up by any drivers. Then our prayers are answered, a taxi parked kerbside with a lady driver who takes pity on our sobbing and gets us back home.

    Sun came out though........
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