Oh, their carvery is known to every pensioner in a 100 mile radius. DUring the week they come by charabanc
Not a pensioner in sight last night, just hoardes of marauding overly excited grot sprogs as I said.
Growler jnr and his bessy mate went there for his birthday treat last tuesday and he said he had to wait half an hour to get near a table apparently.
Comparatively quiet last night at 8:30.
Had a MONSTER chocolate pudding too. Sweet as a .... mmmmm
...MONSTER chocolate pudding!