He's an all-time favourite of mine: I never saw him give anything except the best performance, whatever he was in.
When I lived in Kent we had some brilliant pubs to choose from: The Ivy House in Tonbridge (where I grew up... not in the pub I mean, well almost); The Man of Kent, also in Tonbridge, and which we usually referred to as The Can of Meat; the legendary Artichoke inn near Hadlow; The Kentish Rifleman in Plaxtol and many more.
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