Desperate
to get out of the wind we entered the Britannia
Inn for an excellent morning coffee and a warm welcome from the Landlord
and his Missus. Quite the cleanest pub
on the planet and large (to accommodate the Summer influx!)
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| The Road through Dungeness |
After
that and still in the shadow of the huge Victorian lighthouse, we visited the
Gallery of who actually has three small huts converted to house a wonderful
collection of woodcuts and found objects and post cards. I spied a copy of Pebbles on the Beach (Faber
&Faber paperback) and made a note to get a copy. Trevor bought a print of
one of those near-to-collapsing boat huts on the beach.
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| Not far from a welcome: The Britannia Inn is round the corner |
Lunch.
Cod and Chips, Jane had the Skate, Trevor the Haddock (they swapped half-way
through) as I ploughed through my delicious plateful at The Pilot. The place was full of people like us enjoying lunch and
the warmth and welcome. If you like fish
and chips, this is the place for you.
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