Visited 10th December 2011.
The 'Sir Isaac Pitman' turned out to be, quite literally around the corner and a complete contrast to the previous pub. By now we were both feeling a little peckish so we ordered a large Nachos to share and a Pepsi for Mrs S. I had a Buffalo Trace and Pepsi. We stayed a while, mainly to allow Mrs. S. to rest her feet - all the dancing last night was catching up on her. It was while I was looking up at the ceiling, which had an interesting kind of light feature going on, when Mrs S. who had been staring out of the window spotted a pharmacy and decided it was time to leave as she wanted to buy some sticky plasters for her blisters. And we were off, again.
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