Unfortunately that was the highlight of our visit to the restaurant. The food was awful. There was so much coarsely ground black pepper in the dressed crab starter that at first we thought it was pieces of shell. I ate mine but Roger left most of his.
The mains were no better. My seabass was overcooked, the sautéed potatoes burnt and the veg. under cooked but also watery. Roger’s spaghetti carbonara had so much black pepper in it that again he couldn’t eat it. When we complained the restaurant manageress got really stroppy and refused to deduct the cost of the uneaten food from the bill. Needless to say we won’t be going back.
There was entertainment on at the Spode Cottage pub across the road so after taking the flowers back to the boat, we headed over there. They even had Old Speckled Hen on draught and the singer, Andy Mellor, was really good so what started as a disappointing night ended by us having a really good time.
We travelled on down to Fradley where we stopped on the visitor moorings for a late lunch. It’s a lovely stretch of canal and is very colourful at this time of year being lined on one side with purple Rhododendron bushes and fields of bright yellow rapeseed on the other.
They say that a boat’s name is a reflection of it’s owner. What does this one say?
At Fradley we were mobbed by mallards. They obviously get well fed as they were huge and they’re also so tame they'll eat out of your hands. It would have been so easy to grab one for the pot but having previously tried mallard from the butchers and finding it to be very tough we didn't bother.
We're now moored in the countryside just below Common Lock. It's peaceful and so far we're the only ones here. We'll carry on to Alrewas in the morning and stay there for a few days while our post is redirected to the Post Restante at the local Post Office.