Thursday's weather was not what we expected. Clouds were so low in Derbyshire that the whole area would have been an ideal location for some spooky, Victorian, Gothic drama worthy of the Bronte sisters. We would have been forgiven for expecting to see folk enacting the "Heathcliff Moment" since we started the day at our friends, mist shrouded cottage. The cottage is a short distance across the valley from North Lees Hall.
Mr Flint welcomed us with some unexpected vigor and the boys, as always, bustled and pawed for tasty treats; these I had forgotten to pocket - much to their disappointment.
After parking the car at the Peak Park Offices, everywhere else was packed, we went to our friends favourited cafe for morning tea-cum-early lunch. To me, there is nothing like an English traditional cafe to raise the spirit when the weather is damp and the hills are shrouded in mist. Bacon and mushroom butties, toasted tea cakes or a Full English and tea, munched while sitting in a warm, old fashioned cottage and chatting to good company; who needs an iPad and 3G?
The Bakewell Show was packed with people and stalls. We wandered for about 4 hours with a couple of breaks for refreshments.
Back at the cottage we stopped for another recharge before we went back to Sheffield. Another great day out, "Doin' now't that matters."
It's better to travel than arrive ... then again ...