I have often driven past the Newmarket Inn, the strange Harvester-esque establishment on the A27 between Falmer and Lewes and wondered who the hell goes there. They have rooms, and the only reason I could think that anyone would knowingly stay at a roadside hotel when so close to either Brighton or Lewes would be the price. I always assumed I would never end up in there, until the other day when an accident on the A27 had me sitting in stationary traffic right outside the Newmarket Inn. I decided to take the opportunity to see what it was actually like. Inside it is exactly as you would expect from the outside - it looks like a Harvester - with the the same sort of busy carpet and dark wood upholstered chairs, added decorative interest comes from a racing theme. There are racing jerseys depicted in coloured glass panels, and 'humorous' horse racing related quotes about the place written in a handwriting font. The menu has dishes such as gammon and chips, and steak for about £8. The lady who served me was very sweet, she must have had more customers that day than an entire regular weeks worth, as the only people in there were people nipping in off the road to use the loo and get a coke. It was a reasonably warm day so we sat in the garden, which is slightly ruined by the enormous calor gas tanks fenced round with wire, but it was better than baking in the car. Going in still hasn't solved the mystery for me as to who actually uses the place normally, and I shouldn't think I will ever go back unless a similar event drives me off the road, but it wasn't an unpleasant experience. read more