Seafood Fish & Chips

You're walking down Station Road towards the railway, and the smell hits you first — that unmistakable golden-fried aroma that means someone's taking their fish seriously. Inside, it's unpretentious and no-nonsense: strip lighting, plastic trays, the kind of place where locals have been ordering the same thing for years because why would you change what works? The batter's crisp, the fish flakes properly, and they're not skimping on portions or drowning everything in vinegar unless that's what you want. It's the sort of spot that doesn't need to shout about itself.