Camelford Arms — Restaurant in England

I sometimes buy a bunch of flowers, trim a little foliage, cut stems, how easily some dying plants in a rudimentary arrangement in a nice vase becomes a nice little splash of vibrant colour in perhaps a cold, unwelcoming room. With no obligation or responsibility to provide, prolong or even maintain life, you can really appreciate the importance of the right vase to express the peace, quiet and even nobility a shrine to the inevitable and inescapable approach of Death rendered in the colour of chrysanthemum can bring to an otherwise bleak and meaningless existence. Food at the Camelford Arms is always tasty and plentiful, crackling log fires in either fireplace to warm the cockles of your frozen heart in the depths of a bitter winter. The quirky jar of (branded) dog biscuits is a real thing that reinforces the positivity of the experience. Whether you're catching up or decompressing, eating or drinking, choosing the company you spend some of your time with, in comfort and warmth, sharing food, whilst hand feeding a hairy, dribbly, slobbering, attention seeking, crotch sniffing, googly eyed goofball with the mental capacity of a petulant 4 year old child, just let them get the dog a Bonio from the bar if they want to. Enjoy the calm ambiance and quiet atmosphere of a quality and standard you can only find when, with no exceptions, any and all crotchgoblins under 18 are not legally permitted on or in the premises at all, not just the expensive, noisy, thankless, selfish, needy, dream crushing, joy draining, troglodyte ones. Dogs welcomed,...

I booked a table over the phone and asked for a friend about the vegan options. The guy on the phone jokingly said vegans have to sit outside. I ignored that and we headed down for our first ever visit. It's a lovely bar with really bubbly and attentive staff . We ordered and enjoyed a nice pint while waiting and it wasn't long before the food arrived. Our meat meals were huge ( for nearly 17 pounds per plate youd want it to be !) Anyway my vegan friends dinner was abysmal in every sense. Undercooked pastry surrounded a giant blob of cloy textureless mashed squash and blitzed lentils that should have been served on the side not in a parcel as the main. It was spiced with cumin which was too much on a Sunday. She ate what she could but left it and wasnt even asked if she enjoyed it before the comedian arrived with embarrassing jokes about vegans and them not being welcome. Meat eaters will love the roasts( £16.80 each including the vegan one) but if you want to treat your vegan friends avoid this menu. My guess is the chef hates them or just cant cook proper vegan food. We wont be back for that reason. Nice bar...

I have always been a fan of this great gastro pub until Monday. I have known Maureen for the last decade. I even recommended the food menu to a retired police man on Monday. However, Maureen was so rude to me on Monday I will never visit again. I had taken my fifteen years bullterrier to the Camelford since 2014. Maureen told me a story about her son's bullterrier who was aggressive.

My old bullterrier died last December. I adopted a younger dog from adopt a bullterrier rescue last month. Reggie.

I took him to the Camelford on Monday. It was empty. Reggie jumped on a table. For a moment, Maureen asked me if I owned the dog. And to get him off the table, of course I did.

Very disappointed she had no memory that I have been a frequent customer for the past ten years. And would not allow dogs on a table.

I would not bring Reggie to this pub again.

He was perfectly behaved after excitedly jumping on the table and charmed the only other customers in the pub. Except Maureen and the group around...