It has not stopped raining for twelve hours now !
I wish I could be back at the Inn at Whitewell, in the Trough of Bowland ,Lancashire, to relive the wonderful 'hoare frost'
crisp blue skies, rambling hills, and sheep bleating their lovliness on the firm and frosty ground.
Oh Bliss.
Di. xx
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sounds beautiful! If only I could join you there for tea and scones!
Lovely, Trubes.
Have you thought of a part on the Itchy and Scratchy show ? (The Simpsons)
Sounds Peaceful and idyllic.
Merms; What a lovely idea.... Thinking of you. We`ve just had Fresh Cream Horns and Demi Tasse Expresso Coffees, deliceux!
Not at the Inn at Whitewell, mind you!
DT promises me another trip out there as soon as my condition has cleared... Whooopee!
Electro:
Ha Ha Kev. very funny. I have thought of auditioning for apart in the Dancing on Ice Show. I could indulge in the 'Spot Waltz' and then roll on the ice, for the Grand Finale, to cool my itches down. Bum Bum !
Ha, saying Bum Bum is exactly what I would land on. Geddit...? Bum Bum....he he he....
the Inn is lovely OT. I could 'wax lyrical' about the place, for hours.
If you hav'nt already visited the site here is the address:
The Inn at Whitewell
Forest of Bowland
Near Clitheroe,
Lancashire.
www.innatwhitewell.com
Di.xx
ah trubes...you reminded me of the grassy hills on the trip from Ballymena to Ballycastle...what a lovely memory you have sturred in me...thank you...xxLisa
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