Mothering Sunday is obviously not a time to pfaff people about. One of our fellow diners, who had booked this culinary liason, had previously booked another table but cancelled in favour of The Kings Head, due he said to the foul temperament of the proprietor and drab interior - or was that the other way around? Anyhow, it seems it was a canny decision.

I Can Remember The First Time I Went To The White Horse pub, which newly opened eaterie 'The Donkey' used to be. I was told firmly by my father, 'Whatever you do, don't look at or touch the dog.' Advice I took seriously.

Spot on cooking keeps Bad Otter in good cheer.

No Sign Of Black Shuck Here...

Of course, I love my fiancee very much. This, I believe was demonstrated to its fullest when I booked a vegetarian restaurant for her birthday this year, The Red Lion in Great Bricett. Quite frankly, the thought of being denied a sweet scallop here and a juicy steak there had left me ....