My mum suggested we eat at the Plough, having seen their adverts in the local papers. Although the car park was full when we arrived which suggested the pub/restaurant may have been, I don't know where the customers were because there was no more than 3 tables being occupied when we walked into the restaurant. My mum had soup to start - well you cant go wrong with soup really can you? I ordered the baked gammon/roast and was surprised to see tiny scraps of gammon on my plate, along with a piece of cauliflower no bigger than a 10 pence piece, a few shards of carrot and peas. I had what looked and tasted like 3 Aunt Bettys roast potatoes an some gravy which was passable. My mum ordered the liver and requested roast potatoes instead of mash which was what she fancied. Halfway through eating her liver, she found a piece of meat that looked like dark pate and she could not eat it. It put her off her lunch and she left the rest of the meal. When a waitress came over and asked if all ok, she showed the woman the meat and she said "oh I will go and have a word with the chef" - she never came back until it was time to present the bill and i asked what the chef had said and she replied "oh her said it was just gristle" - so my mum paid for gristle and roast potatoes instead of liver and potatoes. No apology, no offer of a coffee perhaps or drink just accept and pay up. This pub is awful - they used to advertise quizes on a regular weekly basis and people used to attend in the vain hope of a quiz starting and after sitting for a while, would be told that sorry not enough people had come to make a quiz - so they had got people into the pub on false pretense - get them in, tell the a quiz might start, get them to buy drinks etc and then after a while tell them no quiz - a good way to run a business !!