This is a hug of a gastropub. Staff are tirelessly friendly, the house wine is delicious and everything about it feels unpretentious, yet of impeccable quality. Nestle into one of the wooden booths lit by candlelight and feast on stuffed roasted figs with prosciutto and herb crusted haddock. The clientele tends to be just as happy as the staff and incidentally, a great deal of good-looking men seem to drink here. Not that we’re influenced by that. No. Reserve a table to avoid disappointment, a lot of people like this pub.