I'm not good at sudden decisions and I'm even worse at changing plans. Before we go anywhere I like to enjoy anticipating it, reading the books etc.
So how come I woke up yesterday morning planning to pootle around at home and ended up a few hours later tootling down the GU Leicester arm aboard Herbie? It's all the fault of our old friends Phil and Janet who we haven't seen for quite a while. They rang up saying they were at a loose end for a couple of days and could we meet up for a meal.
They live at the west end of the M4 and we live at the east end of it, so at thirty minutes notice, we ignored the obvious geographical solution and we each ended up driving a hundred miles north of the M4 to meet at Crick for an overnight cruise. I'm in shock.
Now 24 hours later, we're back at home as if nothing happened. Was it all a dream? No, I've got the photos to prove it.
A little quiz questionfor you. So the meal we had was in the . . Can you guess? The photo shows us heading back this morning.
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8 comments:
Don't let anyone ever tell you you've got no sense of adventure, Neil. Impulse cruising takes on a new meaning!
New Inn at Norton Junction?
Is it open this week? I don't think you're New Inn sort of people - I reckon Foxton Locks :)
Martin
Black Horse?
We are that sort of people, although I'm not sure what that is. It was the New inn. Not our favourite pub by a long chalk, but quite acceptable. We had a nice pint of Brakspears Oxford Gold and fish n chips
New Inn rather than Foxton Locks any day. Wouldn't want to be a Foxton Locks kind of person, especially not with beer at £3.80 a pint.
Very good point Sarah.
Good general advice on pubs is to follow Sarah's recommendations. She has led us to a couple of belters this year. Of course, when in Foxton, why go to the Foxton Locks pub when the rather wonderful Bridge 61 is opposite, selling Inclined Plane ale and Old Rosie cider. No contest.
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