My baby (she hates that) was 21 yesterday. She celebrated with her friends last night and wanted a family meal today. So we all went to the Bells of Peover (pronounced Peever). Its a lovely old pub, down a cobblestone road, with the entrance to the church opposide the door to the pub.
The entrance has a really old wisterea growing over it, beautiful when in bloom.The bar inside is tiny and not used much as it only seats about 4 people. Its more a restaurant than pub. Three rooms full of dining tables. The food is lovely.
This shows the gate through to the pub entrance.