N1057 Downeys

Downeys smelled funny.

But not in a bad way, just a vaguely indescribable way. It was sort of a mix of the smell of a cinema - minus the popcorn - and a new car. But specifically a new car in the 1990s. Even more specifically my Dad's friends Renault 21 at that. Smell memories are very odd and very specific sometimes.

After looking around at the immaculately turned out interior, I came to the conclusion that it was probably very new seat covering fabric providing its own equivalent of new car smell.

Anyway, odors of a non malodorous nature over and done with, this was quite a nice pub inside. There's a slightly odd layout, with a tunnel of sorts past the bar bringing you in to the lounge, which shares its gents toilets with said bar. The lounge is large, with multiple sections and a relatively quiet corner can be found even when there are sports on TV in another section.

A final note of mild interest - the exit doors to the street had a warning on them, which I attempted to get a photograph of, but blazing sunlight outside and general pub dimness inside over-stretched my phones image handling . This warned to watch out for e-scooters passing on the footpath. Such a specific warning sign suggests there has been an incident before!