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By all accounts and according to what I have just read I think we should be taking a trip to a very lovely pub tucked away in the middle of nowhwere and serving up some mouth watering Gourmet. And if that's not enough, they do desert aswell.
Yes you've guessed it, The Flying Machine.
Suppose after watching some great pool and having contempment in our bellies, we could always go off plane spotting before heading back to reality.