Mr Creosote’s review of The Albion

Came here for Sunday dinner on one of the rare evenings in summer when it wasn't raining. The huge garden makes this place understandably very, very busy when the sun's shining, but that's no reason for the staff's graceless attitude towards customers: it's not called 'the hospitality industry' for nothing and you're supposed to be friendly and welcoming to the people who have come to your establishment looking to be fed and watered. A pity, because the wood-panelled, olde-worlde pub inside looked like somewhere lovely to hide away in winter, but I won't be going be back.