This is the story Ursula

I mentioned that we had been thrown out of a pub and Ursula from Auckland wants me to tell her the full story.

 I would not want to bore you so this is the shortened version.

 We arrived at the pub in question with friends and our table was not ready, we waited 45 minutes for our starters, our steaks arrived all cooked the same when one of the party wanted his rare.  The state of the steaks caused some conversation amongst our party when suddenly the couple behind us stood up shouting that they were upset at the mention of blood, the landlady appeared like a whirling dervish and demanded that we leave………   

There was more but another time.

 

We had been mistaken for someone else but it was unnerving; not eating out in this area for a while.