The Sunray, the legend lives on.

They say that during the dark days of the Second World War, Osmington wasn’t just another sleepy coastal village. Behind its quiet lanes and rolling hills, it played host to some of the most important minds of the time.

Local talk tells that The Sunray became a secret meeting point for officers stationed along the coast. Some even whisper that Churchill himself, alongside General Eisenhower, stopped here for private talks in the run-up to D-Day.

Hidden by the Dorset cliffs and with the English Channel on its doorstep, The Sunray was the perfect cover -a place for strategy, a stiff drink, and a moment’s calm before history changed forever. The clink of glasses, the scent of tobacco, the low hum of military chatter - that’s the story that’s been passed down through generations.

After the war, The Sunray remained a beacon for locals. Fishermen, farmers, and families gathered here, raising a pint where legends once plotted. It became the heart of Osmington -a pub woven into the very fabric of the village.

Now, after years in the shadows, The Sunray rises again. Reimagined with respect for its history, it stands as a premium pub for a new era - where tradition meets comfort, and stories old and new are shared by the fire.

Some say if you listen closely on a quiet evening, you can still hear the echo of those wartime voices - a toast to courage, friendship, and the enduring spirit of The Sunray.

See you soon.