Back to Northallerton, and the Oddfellow’s Arms. Pleasingly, it didn’t scream “gastro“, but the sign saying “Lunch served 12-2” was even scarier. “We too late for food then ?” “I’ll see what we can rustle up” Now that’s service for you. Compare with this. Mrs RM asked for the strongest beer (they weren’t that strong,… Continue reading NOW THAT’S WHAT I CALL SERVICE