Until a couple of weeks ago, this was a scrotty little curry house we used to drive past on the way home, made of corrugated iron – basically a truck stop place amongst industrial units and garages. Not much has changed, but they do at least have brick walls now, and a little bit of Wednesbury ‘cafe culture’, putting tables and chairs outside. Car exhaust with your curry sir? Anyway, we went last night, and it was actually okay. The truck-stop theme is pretty much extended to the interior decor, and the amusing waiter banter only passable, but the food just about passed muster.