The Rose Inn, Gravesend

Traditional back-street pub of the kind that has vanished in many parts of the country, so plus points at the start for just still being there (and open in the mid-afternoon on a weekday). Plainly furnished 'L'-shaped bar with a pool table at one end and a dartboard at the other. Small patio beer garden with a range of rabbits, fish, chickens and ducks. Just one of three hand pumps in operation when I visited, but this produced a decent pint of Tribute at £3.00.

A friendly "Local", This Pub has changed recently from being tyde to Shepherd Neame, to being Freehold. There have also been several Landlords since the review by Roger Button on 14th August 2008. TheCurrent Landlord and his family are working hard to bring life back to the pub, since it was left in a closed conditionover the Christmas of 2009. The Pub has Darts and Pool matches either home or away several nights of the week, and gives a warm welcome to customers, new and old. The 3 hand pumps are in use most of the time, with ales like Dartford Wobbler, and Gravesend Guzzler, although one pump does tend to stay a Shepherd Neame beer either Spitfire or Master Brew. All in all a pleasant and friendly pub

A small L-Shaped Shepherd Neame estate pub easily spotted from just outside Northfleet station. Pleasant interior with a very clean and tidy appearance and a predominantly black & white colour scheme. Pool table at one end and darts at the other with a covered outside covered beer terrace. 3 hand pumps but it is a hit and miss as to what is available – generally Spitfire, Master Brew + the Shepherd Neame seasonal but only Spitfire on for my last vist. Quality is generally pretty decent and this is probably as good as you will get Ale wise in the area. All very good then. Er, actually no. Unfortunately, the human element makes this place a seriously unappetising prospect. As a showcase for single brain celled, linguistically challenged and intimidating thug style tattooed morons (and that is just the women), the Rose tops pretty much anywhere I have ever visited. Whether it is staff, customers, men or women you can guarantee that the number of high volume F words per minute would have the Guiness Book of Records salivating at a potential new entry. I have overheard conversations in here that would make Tarantino blush and make you wonder how many bodies are buried under the beer patio. Can get busy when football is on at nearby Ebbsfleet Utd. Certainly not a place for the easily offended or people of nervous disposition which is a shame because it really could be a pleasant little locals pub.