There’s a great irony about the Sunday dinner pub, (which I neglected to mention when I blogged about Sunday dinner pubs. It’s that even the dinner, Sunday or otherwise, is usually shit. But today my in-laws took me to the Speckled Hen in St Albans for lunch, and it was great. A sort of bean curry thing with skewered paneer. OK, so the beer looked so unappetising that I didn’t even have a pint. The food, though – excellent. I’m still in shock.