Approaching this refurbished pub it looked like a smart country dining outfit - smart gravel drive and path with tasteful outside furniture and tables. Inside things started to go downhill. The tableware was high class - Robert Welch cutlery, slate mats - but the furniture was definitely pub, a mishmash of tables and chairs, some more comfortable than others and the occasional wobbly leg.
Dining was divided between small rooms = no atmosphere and and inabiiity to converse without your neighbours overhearing every word - and, worse, vice versa.
Soused mackrel tasted of vinegar, one of the few things that tasted of anything. Soused mackrel by the way didn't work - the flesh was soggy and soft. Chips were dire, cold and served in a twee individual chip basket.
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