Barnacles, Margate

Says freehouse outside so popped in as an impromptu wildcard. Actually it’s a nicely appointed place with an old skool (actually installed in the early 80s) interior, floor-to-ceiling golden wood with a pub carpet and a close-to-extinct feature of baffled yellow glass in the porch. Decent atmosphere with a set of regulars in and around the servery chatting to the barmaid. Two cask options, Doom Bar and a decent Gadds She Sells Seashells (NBSS 3) - beware it's plastic glasses if you drink outside. I’d say this worth a crawl inclusion if it's a quieter part of the day, I enjoyed my 20 minutes.