Since it's half term, Mrs Nam, the kids and me have been visiting pals around the south east of England. One such excursion was to Rye, in East Sussex, where one can be cheerfully overwhelmed by a heavy dollop of English history. The town itself was once coastal in medieval times, through to Tudor England and beyond. Henry VIII built fortifications there and nearby (at Camber Castle), but these days the English Channel has retreated leaving a flat salt marsh and an enigmatic and beautiful town on a hill.
In the town, near a ruined city gate, there is a hostelry called The Ypres Inn. Despite being named after a French coastal town, the locals call it "The Wipers". Pronunciations come and go, but one great constant of English pubs is that they sell beer. This one is no exception, and I had a pint of the Old Dairy Brewery's Wild Hop, at 4.0%. Classical ale, lots of malt, lots of hops and no nasties. An easy going seven out of ten. Lovely.
In the town, near a ruined city gate, there is a hostelry called The Ypres Inn. Despite being named after a French coastal town, the locals call it "The Wipers". Pronunciations come and go, but one great constant of English pubs is that they sell beer. This one is no exception, and I had a pint of the Old Dairy Brewery's Wild Hop, at 4.0%. Classical ale, lots of malt, lots of hops and no nasties. An easy going seven out of ten. Lovely.
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