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Pickwick	Bicycle	Club	Magazine																		Volume	14																													No.2		October	2017							@29



             Lunch at The Leather Bottle ….June 18th



                                 President  Samuel  Pickwick  (Jingle)  followed  on  in  last
                              year’s  president  Bulman’s  footsteps  by  arranging  a
                              Pickwickian  lunch  at  this  old  hostelry    in  Cobham  Kent.
                              Extracted  from  their  own  website,  the  following  explains
                              the connection with Dickens:


                              “The	 Leather	 BoMle	 is	 known	 to	 many	 as	 Charles	 Dickens'	
                              Favourite	Ale	House	in	Cobham,	Kent.	The	great	man	himself	
                              not	only	used	the	inn	and	oTen	stayed	in	Rooms	2	&	6,	but	he	
                              also	featured	it	in	The	Pickwick	Papers,	for	it	was	here	that	the	
                              lovelorn	 Mr	 Tracy	 Tupman	 fled	 aTer	 being	 jilted	 by	 his	
                              sweetheart	Rachel	Wardle,	where	he	drowned	his	sorrows	in	
                              Mr	Pickwick's	company.”	

        Members and family totalled 15 as they met up for pre-lunch drinks in the sunshine
     before settling down to lunch. Apart from our President, there was Bulman, Jack Martin,
     Peter  Magnus,  Winkle  Snr,  and  newly  appointed  member  Mr  Mivens.  Once  it  was
     established  who  had  chosen  what  from  the  menu,  and  the  food  served,  conversation
     flowed. It had been noticed that next to Bulman there was one empty seat, and on the
     list  two  members  were  missing.  Hardly  had  Bulman  consumed  his  starter  than…………in
     walked  (the  very  late)  Mr  Brooks  and  (real)  son,  Mr  Pott,Editor  Eatanswill  Gazette,
     complaining  about  the  amount  of  traffic  encountered  on  their  journey.  It  might  have
     been quicker by horse & coach to Rochester was heard to be muttered somewhere.
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