Visited 29th January 2012.
Nobody fancied cooking Sunday lunch and the nearest unvisited 'spoons was in Hounslow. As it happens a ex-work colleague also lives in Hounslow so arranged to meet at The Moon Under Water'. We took the photo before we went in and didn't spot his ghostly image through the window until looking back through the pictures later. Yes, he really does look like that! The pub was a bit shabby inside but the staff were friendly and the service was accurate and prompt. I went for the roast beef and a pint with Mrs S. opting for the roast pork and Pepsi. We had a bit of a plan of where to go next, but what would we have for pudding when we got there?
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Visited 20th January 2012.
What can I say, once again work has decided that I need to be in a different country and so I find myself back at Heathrow. This time I'm flying from Terminal four, which means that I get to visit 'The Windsor Castle'. Not much to say about this one, it was clean, the staff were friendly and prompt but it was soulless and the coffee was expensive compared to the more usual Wetherspoon prices. It's basically just one to tick off the list.
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Visited 21st November 2011.
Today I'm off to Sweden... Actually, yesterday I was off to Sweden when my flight was cancelled, no reason given but I'm guessing it was fog... or it was to dark... or there was an ant on the runway. What this means is that instead of spending a day travelling, arriving in plenty of time and then getting a leisurely look around the local town before relaxing for the night in my hotel I am having to get up at a ridiculous time and spend my morning rushing around knowing that I will arrive at my meeting three and a half hours late!
Coffee, I need a coffee, fortunately there's a Wetherspoon very close to my gate where I end up spending a huge amount of money for a small cup of coffee. However the 'spoons was fine and the young lady that served me (and was also kind enough to take my photo) was extremely chirpy for such an early hour.
Sadly I hadn't done my homework and didn't realise there was a Wetherspoon Express somewhere nearby, never mind, I'll get it next time...
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