Eight days ago, on Saturday 22nd, we walked along the promenade to the Egremont Ferry Hotel. It's been decorated since our last visit; but not very well.
The dining furniture and the fixtures & fittings have been replaced. The walls have been partly painted too -and that's its downfall.
Some time ago the pub was redecorated using the olde-worlde feel that so many pub chains favoured. The place is full of wood embedded in plaster. This was passable when the rest of the decoration was in keeping with it. Unfortunately, the new light blue paintwork clashes with it horribly. Never mind we thought, at least they're making an effort. The place has needed a face lift for some time.
The menu has been revised too. We were glad to see that the sizzlers were still available — these have always offered the best value for money and were probably the best items on the menu anyway. Note the use of the past tense. Jane ordered a chicken, bacon and tomato sizzler and I ordered a steak and pepper sauce. They arrived in double quick time with obviously more thought having gone into presentation. Previously it was very much pub food — no great nod towards presentation. In stead of a hissing skillet, a bowl of chips and an empty plate we were presented with the skillet and a well decorated plate complete with chips and vegetables. This was the first bad sign. The vegetables used to be stir-fried and serves under the main dish on the skillet. Worse, Jane's meal looked as if somebody had been sick over it. It was covered in a pale cream sauce. Looking at the menu again we realised that the dish had changed and, in stead of containing cheese, it now came with a cheese sauce. Then we found that the portion size had shrunk. Then we found that the food wasn't as tasty as it used to be. Scores: 8 out of 10 for effort, 5 out of 10 for presentation and 4 out of ten for value. Previously they would have scored 6, 5, 8. I think they're going in the wrong direction.
We walked back along the promenade, had a couple of drinks in The Magazines, and came home.
On Sunday I had an exceptionally good game of Badminton. I won, not particularly convincingly, but I certainly outplayed Phil. When we finished I felt better than I have in years. I had a hint of that euphoric feeling you get when you've exercised well.
During the afternoon and evening I completed the Monroes site and uploaded it to their server.