I've just spent the morning in Eastbourne.

[Sir Charlie of Nicholas]

Or, as I like to call it, 1952.

I saw a cosy-looking fish and chip restaurant on the front with a parking space right outside. Immediate visions of steaming portions of fresh cod and chips sprang to mind; I could almost taste the tang of vinegar. I screeched to a halt, leapt from the vehicle and hurried to the door. The sight of what lay within had me staggering back and then running with all speed for the sanctuary of the car and the escape of the A27.

Yes. The inhabitants of Eastbourne are less 'old', than technically 'dead'. :-(

[Berni]

I seem to remember that Eastbourne has a rather lovely front.

[Sir Charlie of Nicholas]

The locals just all appear to smell of stale piss.

[Luis Anaconda]

in keeping with God's instruction to only eat swimmy things on a Friday. Get it right and a nice fish dinner can be head in peace. Time in wrong and :yikes: battalions of 70 and 80 something descend on the place, no seat is safe and you really do get very dirty looks if you converse in English.

[Berni]

[Sir Charlie of Nicholas]

"Zwei fisch mit chips Herr Ober and don't muck about with it!"

[Rich]

[Pokster]

[Pokster]

or have you been telling porky pies all this time :watson:

[Sir Charlie of Nicholas]

The Royal Bath used to be one of the most elegant hotels on the south coast. Its gourmet weekends were legendary. I once spent a christmas there, for God's sake. It was like The Savoy by the sea.

Why must everything be ruined :cry:

[Sir Charlie of Nicholas]

[Berni]

[Sir Charlie of Nicholas]

Ja! I said saveloy! Gut Englisch wurst.

[Pat Vegas]

[Berni]

Und das Eier war nicht viel besser! :hehe:

[Sir Charlie of Nicholas]

with a hint of vinegar.

I'm going to have top start pickling these eggs here soon. 7 a day, I mean a chap just can't keep up!

[Rich]

https://www.thepighotel.com/on-the-beach/

You really must stay - I did for my birthday and it really was a delight.

[Berni]

[Sir Charlie of Nicholas]

It is suspiciously cheap. Do the doormen wear top hats?

No top hatted doormen, no Sir Charlie. Them's the rules.

[Rich]

that you will not be disappointed. The food is sublime - opt for the pig's head.

[Berni]

I shall devour one when next I come over.

[Sir Charlie of Nicholas]

[redgunamo]

Salt & vinegar, of course. Probably the perfect partner to a good pint, imo.

[Berni]

Even your undoubted charms would struggle to overcome beer, salt and vinegar crisp and pickled egg breath, I'd have thought?

[redgunamo]

puppy dog tails and a' that :shrug: