Watching something or other unimportant on the box tonight, I was suddenly minded to think whatever happened to Berni Inns?
As an inmate of a boarding establishment, where days out with parent/parents were strictly limited, and no staying away from school was permitted, the local Berni Inn, housed in the old Assize Building where Judge Jeffries frequently wore his black cap, was a most welcome change from the daily fare doled out.
A beef or gammon steak, with chips and peas, was pure ambrosia twice a term.