Nice proper pub, great location, beer, fish and chips, but the attitude of the woman behind the bar would have put Basil Fawlty to shame.
Okay, I ordered the food at the bar, as they asked, saying I thought we were table x (hadn't realised you were supposed to give a table number) but she said I had to go out, check the table number and come back with it - strange, given it's a small pub and was fairly quiet, so instead I very politely told her where the table was, and she said, gruffly, Well, this order's going to table x, so tough luck if you've got it wrong. The ridiculous thing is there are only about a dozen tables outside, and were were one of only about four along the top row!
I like to think she was stressed, because the opening-up had only happened a couple of days before.
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