… this time from a trip to the “frozen north”. It was a bit chilly to be honest considering it’s early June, but it didn’t stop us from having a lovely time. We had lunch at a pub by the river Dee, which was recommended to us by a cheerful antique dealer, but enjoyed long dinners with plenty of conversation (and wine) and plenty of reminiscences over the last 29 years. Homemade lasagne, brownie, baked salmon and lemon bakewell all went down well, but it was a little chap of two and a bit who stole the show. He was very proud of his daddy’s cows who were being milked and that’s his preferred drink, also helping feed Rupert the horse. He’s handy with a hosepipe too, but his aim isn’t always great, watering the windows instead of the plants… A side trip on the way home meant fruit cake and pecan pie with a much-needed cup of tea with two lovely buddies too. Phew. Back to normal now ! x