I needed a break and neither of us was keen on the thought of a service station so we took off from the motorway. My Beloved has worked out how to tell the satnav to look for restaurants and we found that the Fat Duck was local so we set our course for it and ended up in Bray. I hadn't heard of the Fat Duck but my Beloved had and there was no way we were eating there: it's a two month waiting list. We passed the place and saw the menu. The prices are all in words, nothing so vulgar as a numeral when your main menu is ninety-eight pounds a head.
The Hind's Head was more our price range and suprisingly good. It had information about the vicar of Bray and was a typical picturesque little English pub. After eating we saw a display of Rolf Harris prints and looked around the village, which was full of old houses and beautiful gardens. It was a real find of a place to stop.
Then we went on to meet friends from the Internet. It wasn't our first time of meeting them: that was many years ago when I was dressed as a witch, my Beloved was a Roman and my friend was Cleopatra, because despite all the warnings we had turned up for a Twelth Night party and intended to stay the night with these people that we had never met before. It turned out to be a good move.
This time we had tea in their conservatory and it was lovely to see them again. If you fancy a walking holiday in Wiltshire I recommend you visit them at White Horse Walking Holidays.
We were having a wonderful time already and we hadn't even arrived at the hotel.
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I really want to eat at a place called Fat Duck. It sounds like just my kind of eatery.
Apparently the food is wonderful. It would have to be for 98 quid.
I would love to eat at either the Fat Duck or the Hind's Head. But right now I can only afford restaurants that post their menus in gaudy signs over the counter.
That's a shame, Bevie.
This looks and sounds like a lovely day, FH!!!
I just love the way that Rolf Harris has snook into the heart of deepest England and made himself at home like Dulux-drizzled badger.
I love your new hairdo. Mine needs cutting so badly (I know that's ambiguous but - you know what I mean) I'm almost too embarrassed to go to the hairdresser.
Bray is beautiful I've heard. I think that Terry Wogan and Michael parkinson live down Bray-way.
Neil looks like he's landed in Liliput. Don't you just love English villages!
Glad it's been a good trip.
Robin: Thanks! It was great.
Whirl: Dulux-drizzled badgers always make themselves so completely at home, don't they?
Jane: Thank you! It was getting far too hot at the length it was.
Neil does look big in that picture, doesn't he? Those people must have been so tiny.
Oh I love that little front door!
Pleased you had a nice time.
Sx
Scarlet: Thank you! That door is cute.
Oh I want to tea there also! What a lovely place for tea - did they offer scones?
Lisa: Better than scones. Home-made American muffins!
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