Friday dawned and we spent the morning nesting ... moving furniture, unpacking and cleaning. I caught the bus to town and went to the life drawing session at the gallery. Tim Rose was the artist/tutor for the afternoon, which gave us time to catch up on each of our last few months events.
Yesterday, we strolled down to the Rude Shipyard which is an "alternative" vegetarian cafe about 20 mins walk away. Reasonable coffee and excellent chocolate cake rewarded the effort and made it essential to walk back home again. We met the owner, who had lived in Melbourne for three years, married an Ozer and then returned to Sheffield. The other person a working at the cafe is a linguist, who is midway through her Master's and who I met last year at life drawing and portrait sessions. Small world ain't it ...
Today saw us visiting Tideswell and Litton villages to look at the well dressings. The gardens of some cottages are a delight to see - as only English gardens can be. This arduous activity naturally involved consuming a goodly amount of food which was proffered by the several church and social groups at each village. Two bacon butties, and four slices of home-made cake, washed down by several cups of English rosy filled the gaps, before we drove back to the cottage. There, the young dogs were their usual boisterous selves and Mr Flint, showing the reserve of an old pensioned warrior, managed a sniff and raised paw in greeting. The cottage and its garden was, as always, a haven of peace, filled with numerous species of birds including woodpeckers.That ends a wonderful day in Derbyshire ... what a privilege it is!