Cruising....

A few days to ourselves before we are back in the bosom of the family. Two nights in Ledbury and one in Arundel, both lovey little towns, the latter with an imposing castle looking over it.
Ledbury was very hot indeed and as previously, staying in old pubs without air-conditioning can be tiresome.

Probably the most photographed piece of Ledbury

Church Lane

Still, John made friends with the local butcher a business that had been going for over 40 years, comprising the grandfather, the son and the grandson. He sapped them for all their hints and tricks for hot water crust pastry and was rewarded by tastes of their various pies. Very good too, we ended up buying a Pork Pie for our lunch, that would be Pate-en-croute to yous posh people.

We found an fine Italian trattoria called The Olive Tree for dinner and again we were transported back to Italia. The owner looked authentic and the food certainly did. We sat in the outside patio area to get some relief from the heat, only to be caught in a thunderstorm that arrived suddenly. The staff were exceptional, moving everyone and their food inside with such speed it hardly had time to cool down. A fun night with lovely Italian red wine.
And off to Arundel the next morning with a last minute room booked on line...SCORE. What a lovely big room with room to swing 2 cats. Sometimes you can get lucky.

Had dinner that night in a local pub which had been renovated nicely. Our waitress that night, Lauren, was as funny as a fit, she was a uni student, as they often are and she had the funniest sense of humour. I told her she should be on the stage, and she should be, she reminded me of a comedian at home, but I can't remember her name.