At a quaint table in the corner, B and F ordered 2 coffees and a fruit scone (which looked deceivingly like a rock cake and had a disappointingly crumbly texture). Moans aside, the coffee; rich, nutty and smooth, hit the spot and the nail on the head.
A common grumble for B and F, the rubber glove. Sadly it's absence here and the absence of hand washing left us somewhat hygienically harrowed.
Atmos? good. Coffee? good. Toilets? Elsewhere, which is where we've now gone.
Free range rating...6 and a yolk/12.