Winster

Inspired by my lovely bloggy friend Rosie, hubby ,the young man and I, took ourselves off today to Winster in the Peak District. I have visited every other village roundabout, but never Winster, so off we went.



The village is utterly charming. Every house is so very pretty. Its not hard to imagine that Miss Lane presides in the Post Office here!!

A lot of the houses are very grand, and I noticed that it was twinned with a town in Italy - I'm not surprised.

It had lots of cobbled alleyways.

I loved the gate on this B&B.

We decided to walk over to Birchover as we knew that they had a couple of great pubs there. The walk over was very steep, and very muddy, but really exhilarating. We saw what we thought was an almost dead sheep in a field, and I ran to fetch the farmer. It turned out to be just "beached" as it were. He said that there was a dip in the field and if they rolled the wrong way, they ended up on their backs with their legs in the air and couldn't roll back! He just rolled it over and off it went! In the next field we saw some of these - not what you expect in a field in Derbyshire.

The weather man had predicted a rainy day, so we were packed up with waterproofs. However, it turned out nice! I ended up walking in just a T shirt (however, I do have my own micro climate at the moment - being a fifty year old lady!)

We discussed whether we thought these ought to be brought back.

On our way home we called a Cauldwells Mill in Rowsley - the mill was working today. I often buy flour to make Pizza bases from here.

All in all a pretty perfect day. Just the sort I love.

The poor dancing queen has to work the bank holiday days as part of her "Saturday Job" contract. So she worked Friday, and she has had to work today and she will have to work Monday. She was not happy getting ready to go this morning, and wandered into my bedroom looking for sympathy. I said that when she got paid, if she gave almost all of it over to me (as I seem to have to do that with my wage! - hand it all over to fund her lifestyle!) then I may have a smidge of sympathy for her. She sulked out of the room. Hubby commented how some lessons in life are hard to learn!