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January 31, 2023
Briefly... I booked the Ring of Bells because its really local and we could have some beer and go upstairs. On the way (Sunday 17.00) we got a phone call saying the Ring of Bells closes at 18.00, where are you. On the threshold of the village, see you in a minute ... At the bar the nice young lady blurted out , " That'll be 120£ then" ! In front of the four or five finishing their pints. I didn't like that much, but we're shown up to a cold and tired room. I'm sure Mr M is going to renovate soon ! Bed was good. All was clean, but christ was it tired. What time would you like breakfast ? Nine o'clock, " Ok, I'll book the table in the Three Crowns, three doors up" Great thank you. Aye ? So breakfast was served of cheap sausage, tough ole bacon, a pot of beans of course, half a tomato and watery ole poached eggs. I think I saw canned fruit salad on the self serve table. I'm not a complainer normally and I've been trying to get Mr M's email for the last half hour. Knowing him a bit I'd have written to him direct, and I'm only a sailor boy up from Falmouth. Just a bit of quality would of been nice.