DO NOT GO INTO THIS PLACE
As a change from the ubiquitous salad which I have been consuming whilst she who must be obeyedd is away I joined some boating friends for the curry night at the Kings Lock pub. I suppose when the barman had to check if they were still doing curry - at 7.30pm - I should have been suspicious: there was one other diner.
The food?, no, stuff. arrived within a few minutes and comprised something under 2oz of chicken smothered in a generic canned curry sauce and rice which was swimming in water and starch. O yes, there was also a popadum which required repeated bending before it would tear and a mini naan bread which they had not managed to spoil. The "curry" was just warm enough not to qualify as frappe.
Expending any more words on this subject is a waste of mine and your time.