I am restarting my campaign for an office cat. We could call it Engey.

A Little Pub Crawl

The 51 Bus Route And Beyond!

We have a little pub crawl planned for —and by little I mean a crawl of the local Micropubs. There are two within walking distance of home but, more importantly, there are quite a few scattered along the route of the number 51 bus, starting in Sidcup and ending in Welling (or vice versa). And then a few more fairly easily connected to that, giving eleven (!) in total. To help plan I made a map:

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The list:

* The 51 bus route pubs

(On a map)

We won’t be attempting all eleven, just five or six. I may (drunkenly?) update how it went.

It Starts

Beginning with a Howling Hop’s House IPA in the Hopper’s Hut

Tanner’s Box O’ Frogs at the Hackney Carriage

Halfway House

Welcome to the Hanger

So we leave the EU. Abandon the greatest peacetime project of all; the thing that stated that whatever our differences we recognise that deep down we are, after all, the same people. Instead of reaching out, we abandon and look away, because those in power see some advantage to themselves so lead the sheep there. We remove our voice in some paradoxical promise that we will find more ears.

Well fuck Brexit and its small minded, enclosed proponents.

I am of Earth, humanity, European, British, English, Geordie. I hope one day I will be in a society that fully reflects that.

Why do we call it a “bathroom” when the bath is the probably the least used fitting in there?

Finally – Rochester

Cathedral

A warmly lit cathedral

There’s a tradition that Heather and I visit Rochester each year. Normally we try and go around March time, or in the summer, but this year Heather’s foot trouble and operation had delayed us getting there, to the point we were getting worried we wouldn’t make it. We finally did though, arriving just in time for Christmas fun.

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