The Devonshire Fell Hotel and Bistro
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Not too much to write about today - seems like the whole day was spent in the car driving north towards Yorkshire. 7 hours in the back seat . yep. Thinking time,.
So I was thinking about Oscar Pistorius. Don't know if the story is getting much airtime in the states, but everybody is talking about it here, and comparing it to OJ Simpson's trial. The general concensus is that they both got away with cold blooded murder. ...
After a week of family celebrations, it is finally Barbara's actual birthday.
Paul and i got an early start this morning picking up some wooly stuff for Annette.
The shop is one of several businesses located inside an old woolen mill. Barbara's older sisters worked in this mill back in the 20's and 30's.
I don't spin or knit, but always enjoy visiting Adelaide Walker wool shop and the ...
... a dentist appointment this afternoon, so Paul and I browsed an antique store while waiting for her. A few more errands, and we are home for a rest (Paul and Barbara have both nodded off in their chairs) (I need to type quietly) (they are so cute when they are asleep!)
This evening we all descended on Brian's house on top of West Chevin (Hill) for a farewell meal before Andrew's ...
... panels within the churches. These photos will keep for relatives.
The rest of our trip will almost seem like an anti-climax, as we ended up achieving some of our aims. Anyway, we are off to Shrewsbury, of which we don’t know much, then Gloucester, to finish in London. Our trip is heading to a climax and we have experienced the emotional highs of visiting our ancestral homes.
Graeme & ...
... right foot blistered as the day progressed, our “match
fitness” not quite what it should be. We were very glad to reach Burnsall and
find our B&B. Dinner was at the popular Red Lion. Janice asked me what the day’s
highlight was for me and I couldn’t decide between (a) taking my boots of at
the end, and (b) the pint of local ale at the pub! Jet lag and general
tiredness saw us comatose in bed by ...