The London son gave his dad a good pub guide for Christmas and today we made good use of it and the Tom Tom when we went to The Pheasant pub on the outskirts of Chester. In fact it's on a hill top (the Peckforton hills) and overlooks some beautiful Cheshire countryside. It's 300 years old and the best bit - it has at least three roaring log fires. We enjoyed a tasty pub lunch - shrimps with walnut bread; Cheshire ham and mustard on fresh white bloomer bread. A candle factory was over the road and I'd love to have called but it was pouring down and it would have meant quite a treck from the car park. If you fancy a trip out it's south east of Tattenhall. How does the Tom Tom know where we are when we switch it on? The whole thing reminds me of "Spooks".
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