Not quite midnight but breakfast at the Oasis cafe in Old Romney
Some 600 years or more ago Old Romney was just Romney and one of the Cinque Ports. A bit like Hythe the area silted up and it is now quite a way from the sea
The Meldrews like to vary our breakfast meets and this is a first.
The table service was good. The food was good. For me the only downer was the White Hart Lane street sign over the door.
Once over I led the pack around the marsh until Lympne and they headed off and I came home.
It amazes me how the power rangers still ride too fast on these marsh roads and through villages. The roads are generally deformed; there's a marsh under them, and bumpy. Plus there are miles of unfenced "drains" as the drainage waterways are called. Not Rocket conditions!!
So another good morning of chat and a few more miles achieved.
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