The Red Lion, Sturminster Marshall

Having flown my plane into nearby Bournemouth me and my chums visited Sturminster Marshall for a spot of Lunch. We were greeted by a drunk hobit-like creature calling himself the landlord. We wanted to sit by the fire as it was a cold day but were told to move as this seat was for his "precious" friends. The food was average and the service was ok but what was really upsetting was that the landlord was so drunk he actually spat in my dogs face - couldnt belive it! i also thought i had forgotten my wallet but it turned out the landlord had it the whole time!! - crazy!!!! he kept muttering something about 2 1/2 friends and by then we decided to leave.

9 Nov 2010 10:00