The Juggs path is an old green road between Brighton and Lewes in Sussex. Today of course Brighton is a big city and Lewes a small, and very beautiful, market town but in the past Brighthelmstone, as it was called then, was a small fishing village and the main market for trade was in the county town. You can still walk this old green road or ‘drove’ as these ancient sheep tracks are called and on a sunny day the walk out of the city up Race Hill and then across the chalky downs and in to Lewes for tea and some snooping around the craft, vintage and antique shops is a good way to spend an afternoon.
Juggs were the baskets for the fish and this term was then transposed to the fisherfolk who carried their wares to market.
Sunday found us at The Juggs, an ancient inn in Kingston near Lewes alongside the route of the Juggs Path. It was my Mum’s birthday and The Juggs is a favourite place for lunch we can really recommend – good food, real ale, a log fire in the winter and still a proper pub – not mucked around and made in to a pub/restaurant.
We’ve written about Firle Beacon before. A perfect place with the view of the sea on one side and the country side rolling away in to blue distance on the other.
And then we went back for tea and birthday cake.
We sometimes think that the perfect sunny days with easy conversation and lots of laughter, the slices of life that work like a storybook narrative, get lost amid all the ‘to do’ lists and worries so this is a post to capture a special day. Happy Birthday !