With a Saturday in Bexhill full of family catching up and cans of Ghost Ship, Abbot and surprisingly good Doombar complete, we headed to Hastings on Sunday without squeezing in the Brickmakers.
Keen for a real pint we marched for 30 minutes via the pier to Twelve Hundred Postcards, realising Hastings is bigger than first thought.
Ticking all the southern micropub boxes, converted shop; handmade feel; random mix of glassware; barman/owner scurrying into the ‘cellar’ to pour straight from the cask.
Micropub points were lost because it actually had two toilets, not the usual one.
But the Exits by Rother Valley and Speed Wobble by Twisted Wheel were both excellent.
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| That’s the ‘Speed Wobble’ |
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