Many many years ago we were in Dingle on a pre season ‘training/bonding weekend’ and we met the man himself inside in Dingle. He knew some of our party and offerd kindly to send a few minibus out to Dingle to bring us out for the ‘breakfast’ the next morning. Sound man you are.
I’d say he loaded the last of us onto the bus about 6pm the next evening and sent us on our merry way. He was all but telling us “I have your money I have your piss now fuck off home”
One of best pubs in the country. Great loop around Dingle if you have transport. Better in a small group really.
Thought TPs had gone bit up it’s own hole 2 years ago. Very expensive basic grub, shit service (chef lad making sandwiches was in a sulk) and fairly boring. Little boozer across the harbour was better.