I'm just a figment of my own imagination really.
Whilst on our jolly we decided to stop for some pub grub as you do. That's when we had to make a decision arriving at the front entrance to either go left or right. We decided to go through the left door but as we walked in everybody seemed to just stop chatting and look at us. This is awkward I thought as we had only gone and gate crashed a funeral wake ...Oops!
Must have been our high vis jackets that gave us away...
