Out for lunch today at a restaurant on Rochester High Street. Many years ago it used to be called Farthings, and I remember having occasional family meals out there. Not sure where the name came from - no doubt there was a Dickensian link of some sort, like everything else along there, but I do remember that the owner was trying to spell our the word Farthings in old farthing coins on the wall. I don't think that he got very far when we were there, and I doubt that he ever finished, as it stopped being Farthings quite some time ago.
Now it is called Atrium, and they do a decent Sunday lunch. I had pate followed by Steak pie followed by chocolate torte.
The healthy eating will start soon - promise!