I’d driven miles to pick up Mrs SD’s latest purchase so before I got back on the dual carriageway at Herne Bay to head home I felt I deserved a pint. The nearest place was a basically a Beefeater, unsurprisingly opposite a Premier Inn, which calls itself Table Table. I’m not sure I’ve reviewed a Beefeater previously and I think that’s because whenever I’ve gone into one I’ve immediately felt out of place as I’m not a family looking for a budget meal at a budget price or a travelling salesman seeking a swift breakfast. Driving round to the car park I was surrounded by plenty of building sites a…