|Hythe seashore - more mud than shells...|
...don’t try the title if you have dentures, or if you are in a Covid secure environment where spitting could be dangerous.
|Pastel cottage perfection...|
Once again I am in my home village of Hythe, Hampshire checking out the pandemic pub scene. But as the sun always shines on Hythe - as LifeAfterFootball will verify - I couldn’t resist the chance to appreciate the cute fisherman's cottages and soak up the rays in the seafront park.
|Is that our cruise liner Edna...?|
Of course Hythe is as cosmopolitan as Bournemouth but smaller and without the hordes of weekending Midlanders. Container ships glide silently by in Southampton Water (as the sea is known in these parts). Old ladies with wheelie cases sit on a bench by the shore and wonder what they are going to do now that their cruise ship is moored off Bournemouth and isn’t doing cruises, annoying the nimbys who don't want them any more than wind turbines.
|Accommodation with sea views...|
But tell us more about Hythe’s excellent pub scene, I hear you cry...
...well there's this one, once known as The Drummond Arms after the well known land owning family on this peninsular. Now sadly an extinct pub and another candidate for Curmudgeon’s ‘Closed Pubs’ blog.
It’s nice and quiet inside but there isn’t much to see, so I ask the bar staff if I can go out onto the balcony area - no problem...
|...no-one there but me....so plenty of table choice...|
|...and the view is nice...|
....Southampton docks far enough across Southampton Water not to be an eyesore...
..with the abandoned cruise liner that may eventually be converted to a floating hotel/casino off Skagway...
...and the gentle curve of the Itchen Bridge, famously crossed by RetiredMartin on his way to his Olafs Tun tick in 2018 (warning: contains images of pre-pandemic socialising in a micro pub).