Please don't think that we spend all our time dodging from one pub to another, but this week we called in at The Pheasant on the bends to Hightown. I didn't really want to because the last time we went (years ago) it was what I would call "a dump". In my youth it was THE place to go and it was impossible to get a meal without booking weeks ahead. The day we called there was a log fire burning. The furnishings are cosy and the menu looked good. We'll definitely be back.
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