The joy of............having a few beers with a good friend.

I could have called this blog thing the joy of beers or the joy of friends or the joy of being with our best buddies in Kent, however Stan & I popped next door for a pint of Old Speckled Hen, and very nice it was, the only downside was the fact that there was wall to wall children & someone dressed as a giant rabbit, honestly! It was like a scene from the film 'Harvey,' we looked  at each other, did a double take and yes, it was a giant rabbit! The mascot of the camp site who's bar we were in.........it may not have been Harvey.
We pottered on  to the Jolly Fisherman, a pub with much potential but in need of a good refurb.  I mean, a three bladed fan in the ceiling, just as well it wasn't turned off as not only would it have been so unstable it would possibly brought half the ceiling down  but also we'd have got covered in dust but the beer was good , a couple of pints of 'Coaster' and a good conversation about music, Shepherds Bush, The Marquee club, Lemmy, Harrow, rock music in general, Muslims, the IRA and beer. Our conclusion? Beer good, religion bad. Rock  music good, the IRA bad. Strolled back with the sun on our backs, it had turned out to be a lovely afternoon, got back and gazed out on the  English Channel to write this blog thing.  A suitable place to finish I think.