Then, as last time, on to a pub!
And as last time, I was very good and asked for a Diet Coke. Even before Mum did, although she showed solidarity by ordering one too.
We ordered a cured meat platter and a cheese platter between the three of us. They came with two bread rolls, butter, olives and a salad garnish. Why-oh-why-oh-why do "they" not
listen to me! The cheapest part of the whole meal was the rolls. Not enough! There never is. Or biscuits (crakers) if you're having cheese.
Anyway, as you can see I forgot to take you a photo until it was almost too late
£8.75 per platter. See what I mean about they could have managed a few more bloody rolls? Very nice though, and I got to eat all the olives.
The Greyhound is in a pretty little village called Aldbury.
In the summer - especially at weekends - it is
rammed with walkers, cyclists, families, tourists. It wasn't so bad yesterday, only village traffic.