Hastings

Went to Hastings for much needed R and R the other week, courtesy of a boost to my finances from my mum. It was an interesting experience. Had browsed on the net for places to go to nearish to London, and Hastings seemed easy. Next job, find somewhere to stay. Minstrel's Rest bed and breakfast comes out near the top if you Google it, so we went there, Phil being a minstrel and everything. Also, one of the two hosts was a Phill,(two els) and ex-minstrel. That was it then. Away we went. we got out at Ore station and walked the wrong way...it seemed very dingy near the station, but we knew we were near the sea and relaxed instantly. We phoned the b and b to say we were lost, and co-owner Michelle arranged for Phill to come and get us. Excellent. We got there, it is a normal looking house, in a normal street, but once inside, you are in a medieval fantasy. Each room is different, with meticulous attention to detail. All the toiletries have been re-bottled and labelled by Michelle, and all smell fantastic. Guess what chocolates were in the room? After we settled in, we went off to find somewhere nice to eat. Walked up to Ore villlage but didn't fancy anything there, so walked down to the sea front, a beautiful walk, and looked at the sea...then as we were wondering were there might be a nice place to eat, Phil saw a couple walking down a back street and thought that might be good place to go and look, and it was!!!! nice pubs and fish restaurants, hidden away, and we had a delicious meal at Pomegranate. Taxi back up a very steep hill, was only four quid. we slept well that night.