Revolutionary Rants

Wow, the Grove Inn was excellent! Of which mroe in a second, lets get a bit chronological. We woke up early, for the weekend, and Chicken opened his gifts from me; a creme brulee torch, a Mini (as in the car) wallet and some Studio Ghibli DVDs. Then he had his Saturday breakfast of a full English and we had a bath. Dad called in for a coffee and we played Warcraft III and Wii Tennis until we went over to my parents for Chicken’s other presents (well, from Mum, Dad and Si and family anyway) and some cake.

Then we headed out on the winding country roads to King’s Nympton and The Grove Inn. It is a beautiful old fashioned pub and we tried the gorgeous Flowers ale (me in shandy form as I was on Wagon R duty) and had the most delicious meal. Mr C had a beef wellington and I a vegetarian wellington (courgette, goats cheese, tomato sauce, yellow pepper) and you had dauphinois potatoes with red cabbage (yum) and other lovely veg. We had a pudding as well, as home made puds seemed to good to turn down! I had a proper old treacle tart and Chicks had a hot chocolate pudding, with a 20 minute wait to cook (helped the main go down!). We shall definitely be returning again, the staff were nice and the food exceptional.

We got home - via a road diversion, as sadly someone had had an accident and passed away - and had some champagne and, bizarly, watched Carry on Camping! We have had a bad night for alerts, but oh well, it was a good birthday, Mr C reckons!!!