Pant-yr-Ochain, Wrexham

It seemed like a 'push the boat out' day!
The sun, for once, was shining, my pickle orders were fulfilled and it was my friend's turn to drive!
I navigated us successfully to the stunningly pretty Pant-yr-ochain, near the Flash at Gresford, just outside Wrexham.

Neither of us had been before, although we have visited their sister pub, Glasfryn, in Mold.
Even though it was a Thursday, there was a sprinkling of 'up-market' cars in the car park (and I was glad we'd gone in my friend's racy sports car!). However, the interior of Pant-yr-Ochain is so spacious, we found a table without any problem. It's all bare floors, odd tables and chairs and very eclectic; the walls are covered with old photos and prints. The views from the terrace are beautiful, overlooking a small lake. Arrive early to bag a good seat.
The menu was extensive and we both settled on a ploughmans, but, while Sue chose one large chunk of cheddar, I opted for a blue and a smoked. It certainly met expectations; a slice of cold bacon and cheddar pie (about which I have no negative comment, but, then again, neither do I have a positive one!) crusty, yet soft, bloomer, with salad leaves, tomatoes and celery and expertly done pickled onions. OK, the chutney was shop bought, but that's just me being picky. We both refused any dressings and, strangely, both regretted it towards the end of the meal, when the chutney had been eaten and we were left with dry leaves.
We were perusing the coffee menu, when the table behind us was served with its mains.
We smelt, rather than saw it. A waft of pungent, fishy aroma, reminiscent of school dinners, washed over us. It was worse than stewed cabbage. Trapped in a fairly small room, the smell had nowhere to go - but we did! So we paid our bill and exited, stage left, sharpish.
I'd give the Pany-yr-Ochain an 8/10 for its food and general ambience, but beware the next door table's meal! A dismal 1/10 for that experience!
Go in the summer - and eat outdoors!