Today we took things a little easier than we had the last few days. We picked Paul's dad and brother George up and took them to see our house in Hertford, before popping into town where Paul's dad bought us dinner at the White Hart. The roast beef meal was excellent, but the dessert left a bad taste in Dawn's mouth. She ordered the cheesecake that came covered with figs and pear. However, much to Dawn's horror, it arrived warm and tasted more like a quiche with not even a sign of cream cheese. We'll definately be back there for a meal in future. However, Dawn will probably go for the caramel-covered apple crumble instead next time.
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