This title should probably read over the hill. It describes our current venue not my physical and mental state so I’ll stick with it.
The day dawned very cold, at least after a mild summer it felt very cold. The sky being partially overcast made for an interesting if not stunning sunrise.
It was time to pack up and move on. It was a good job I was happy as I noticed the camper needed a drink. After fuelling at £1.23.9p/litre! I needed a drink………Countries not what it was Old Boy! I used half throttle on the short trip up the hill to Hardraw.
We were here yesterday so not a new venue but plenty to see and admire. This time I was hoping to stop behind The Green Dragon public house and after short negotiation with one of the pleasantest landlords I have met he agreed to let us stay. Bit tight and twisty getting in but no more character adding features were added to the van. More importantly his infrastructure remained intact…….all we have to do is repeat this miracle in reverse upon our departure.
The Green dragon is full of superb old furniture.
These images are all very noisy as they were shot at ISO2000 or thereabouts. Gives you an idea of the ambience of a wonderful hostelry…. no worries.
I declined a pint, as my next stop was right next door. I do have some standards and draw the line at entering a church reeking of ale………except on Christmas Eve when it’s obligatory to attend Midnight Mass almost insensible. It’s a brave vicar who suggest the congregation kneel to pray on this occasion……..He would be there till dawn getting half of them on their feet again!
The Lych-gate of St Mary and St John Hardraw.
The interior which is beautiful in it’s proportion and simplicity…………The infra red heaters don’t enhance things but I suppose they are necessary in winter.
The main door, I meant to post this first as the way in, never mind, it’s also the way out.
Finally today a quick shot of Hardraw Bridge………………
The forecast is for heavy rain overnight so Hardrow Force will hopefully be at it’s best tomorrow.
We will see.
Great to see the old kitchen range. Remember those from the house where I was born. Heating and cooking from one fuel source. Fine in winter.
ReplyDeleteJohn.It's a superb pub and seems to be doing well. it deserves to.
ReplyDeleteThat looks like a proper pub Adrian.
ReplyDeleteGood beer too, I imagine.
I thought the pub looked great, so warm and welcoming but it pales into insignificance when you move on to the church. Those windows are fantastic! Hope you said a prayer!
ReplyDeleteKeith, the beer was like nectar. The first gallon anyway.
ReplyDeletePauline, I really am fond of churches. I always pray in them, I pray that the images won't be too blown out or too noisy.
Like your last response, Adrian.
ReplyDeleteAnd I do so yearn for the country pub sometimes (as I've said before).
GB I try and make sure there is a good pub close. It's getting much harder though.
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