There are five purpose-built, self-contained bedrooms in a sturdy single-story block slightly detached from the main building. They are not, however as solid as appearances suggest, because the soundproofing between them leaves a bit to be desired (no worse, I guess, than a normal hotel bedroom). The Pelican boasts that they are a luxury accommodation, but they might be stretching the point a little. However, the bedroom was a decent size and had a double bed (I would have preferred at least a queen-size), an extremely large sofa, plenty of storage space, and a trouser press and iron. There was a small TV with excellent reception, kettle, hairdryer, and strangely, a toaster. A fridge provided us with an ample supply of cartooned milk and cream to accompany the tea and coffee provisions, probably the most generous that we’ve ever experienced in a bed-and-breakfast. Off the bedroom was a small, functional shower room and toilet, with a good supply of shower gel and shampoo and towels.

The rooms are airy and bright and overlook an open grassy area with garden furniture and a place for adults to relax and children to play. They will be noisy whilst the pub is open (11am to 11pm), but you’ll be out sightseeing during the day and asleep at night.

Breakfast, included in the price, is a veritable feast with a wide choice of cooked breakfast. But, to start with, help yourself to orange juice and an individual cereal packet, enjoy the strong freshly made coffee, and then make your "main course" selection. On the first day, we opted for the "full monty" – egg, sausage, bacon, hash browning, black pudding, tomato, beans, and mushrooms. It was piping hot, there was loads of it, and it was extremely tasty. Later came thick slices of locally baked bread with individual portions of marmalade and jams in glass jars (not the usual plastic containers). It was a breakfast to set us up for the day (just as well, as the wedding meal was not served until 3:30pm. On the second morning, I opted for a modified full English, which the staff were very responsive to. Indeed, as I didn’t want beans or black pudding, they gave me extra rashers of bacon – much appreciated. My wife opted for and enjoyed the less substantial continental croissants.

As we had our own key to the door, we did not feel restricted about what time we returned – but it was after midnight and a bit of a shame that the pathway was not lit or fitted with infra-red detectors. We fumbled our way to the door and struggled to open it (if you’re going to stay here, pack a torch!).