by Neil | Oct 4, 2009 | Family, History, Things to do in Kent, Travel
My parents have been down (or I guess up and slightly to the right like) visiting. The last couple of times they visited my mum has wanted to go to Chartwell and this time we finally got our shit together and went. Chartwell, of course, was the home of Winston...by Neil | Jan 26, 2008 | Life, Personal, Seemed like a good idea at the time, Things to do in Kent, Thoughts, Travel
So today I went to the seaside. After a few weekends of moping around the house we decided to take advantage of the good weather to go for a road trip down to the coast. It’s a short jaunt down to Whitstable, we’d never been before, and that’s how we...by Neil | Dec 20, 2007 | Bluewater, Life, London, Mortified, Personal, Seemed like a good idea at the time, Things to do in Kent, Thoughts
Ah, the first day of my holiday. The sun is shining, the sky is blue and minus three outside. All I really, really want to do is curl up on the sofa with a good book and a bucket of tea. What I’m actually going to do is go to Bluewater to finish my Christmas...by Neil | Jul 8, 2007 | ballistic fat welshman, cycling, excitement in Abbey Wood, Fun, Life, London, Things to do in Kent, Tour de France
Well today was Tour De France Day, I clawed my way out of bed after last night’s excitement with a thumping headache. It was (and is) a glorious day in Abbey Wood, there was a great atmosphere as I sloped up the road to get my place. Abbey Wood, whilst rough...by Neil | Jul 6, 2007 | cycling, London, Things to do in Kent, Tour de France
Since I moved to suburbia it’s safe to say there has been a clear drop off in location related excitement. Whilst it is a big relief not to have shootings on my street and terrorist raids on the local estate I do miss the occasional festivities in Victoria Park....by Neil | Jun 12, 2007 | Charles Dickens, Chatham, Dickens, Film, Lack of Buxom Wenchs, Life, Movies, Random, Things to do in Kent
Today we went to the Dickens World exhibition in Chatham. Yes I am wild, feral even. I had high hopes, media coverage had been positive, I like Dickens, I know less about him than I’d like and hell there was hope of hilarious hi-jinks that I might write about...