|Stunning morning in Grange|
|Just stunning today.|
|A most welcome view...|
By now it was well past 2 so we made the difficult decision to dive into the first pub we saw for a spot of late lunch. The first place we found had put all their signs out, even the ones in the road, but turned out to be closed for refurbishment. Obviously... Still we met up with the couple from the sideways Ford Couga who told us about their adventure. Apparently they came over from Wrynose pass where the road was marked as closed but they "drove around the signs and gave it a go anyway". My sympathy for them diminished a little.
We hopped back into the car and continued on until we found the fantastical Brook House Inn; let me tell you now, if you are ever anywhere near this place then you simply MUST stop for food & drink. There's a nice big sign on the door saying "Walkers Welcome", a lovely fire chugging away in the corner and friendly staff just waiting to help the weight of the world lift from your shoulders. My Stilton and Pear sarnie was glorious, as was the large glass of Riesling I had to go with it - the Riesling was purely for medicinal purposes to calm my nerves after our scary adventure, honest. Plus it was Steve's turn to drive anyway. Pretty soon there were three empty plates (4 if you count the one the medicinal chips came on...) and it was time for us, quite literally, to head off into the sunset with me smugly thrilled that we had successfully avoided garden centres for the entire day, though with the weather forecast for tomorrow being for torrential rain, I don't expect my "garden centre free streak" to last...