Started the day with a walk around The Roaches>, a splendid bit of Staffordshire with a very Tolkeinesque feel.
The Don Whillans Memorial Hut - echos of Bilbo's House. (which is Anne's dream house. She's into cosy.)
Then into Ashbourne, where a local windband was performing.
Then to Kniveton where Arthur was very excited by a random display of scarecrows; trying to add value to the well-dressing.
Then to the Ecclesbourne Valley Railway in Wirksworth. It's still being restored so there wasn't a lot to see - except this magnificent bus.
Then Mum came over to look after Arthur and Anne and I tramped across the fields to Bramhall's in Marston Montgomery for tea. Sun setting over a pub car park, what's more English than that?
Ah, it makes me homesick!
Posted by: Sarah | June 24, 2004 at 01:12 PM