Jackie and I breakfasted in Tenterden and took a brief tour around Romney Marsh (not the one that used to play for QPR). It is apparent that this particular corner of Kent has never enjoyed a period of sustained prosperity. The sky was grey and we spent most of the day on the Romney, Hythe and Dymchurch Railway. Hythe was nice enough but Dymchurch was distressingly soulless and desperately needs some investment. Dungeness was magnificently bleak and windswept and desolate and hosts the strangest collection of buildings.
We went to our chosen Inn but despite its glorious location we could not stay there: their garden had no flowers, they served UHT milk with their tea, and their bar smelt of urine. Instead we happily stumbled across the Broadacre Hotel in New Romney (the world will be a much poorer place if it ever loses these local independent affordable hotels) and enjoyed a great meal at the nearby Curry Lounge.
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A relentless blog of 1,000 days (from Nov 2006 to July 2009) - giving far more detail than you want about my personal life and my role as CEO at Watford Council for Voluntary Service.
