....in Rhayader - visited on the way home from Llandridod Wells on Friday and bought the best rump steak I have ever tasted.
I have a leg of lamb pending for dinner with friends this evening and hope that it will be as good.
K and I spent Thurs night in the Metropole in LW, having sauntered our way there by way of Leominster and Kington, visiting the Antique Centres and a few chosen charity shops and drinking coffee.
We swam in their lovely pool before having a brilliant dinner, peaceful night with. A good book, early morning swim and a full Welsh breakfast before "doing the town".
It takes little doing really as it's in a sad state commercially with so many empty shops and other premises- such a pity as it has some beautiful, interesting architecture and a wonderful setting.
We worked our way home by way of The Red Lion in Llanfawr, the oldest pub in Powys and where we used to visit on holidays, staying at the little cottage along the road, in our teens and early twenties.
In those days the pub was the front room of the farm, opening only in the evenings as a pub.
We'd walk there in the mornings with the milk can to collect milk straight from the cows.
Brilliant, but sour by cocoa time.
Now the road is wider and straighter, the pub has three rooms. And the cottage is a three bedroomed house.
We have booked the holiday cottage which is the end of the farm/pub, for a few days later in the year, to repeat some of the walks done many years ago.
The sun's shining, washing on the line, lawns tidy.
I've been to church, home for breakfast and back to NW for the Parish AGM, so the rest of the day - until time to cook the lamb, is my own - garden or clear China from the dining table so that we can eat in there this evening?
This e baying lark needs space!
I have a leg of lamb pending for dinner with friends this evening and hope that it will be as good.
K and I spent Thurs night in the Metropole in LW, having sauntered our way there by way of Leominster and Kington, visiting the Antique Centres and a few chosen charity shops and drinking coffee.
We swam in their lovely pool before having a brilliant dinner, peaceful night with. A good book, early morning swim and a full Welsh breakfast before "doing the town".
It takes little doing really as it's in a sad state commercially with so many empty shops and other premises- such a pity as it has some beautiful, interesting architecture and a wonderful setting.
We worked our way home by way of The Red Lion in Llanfawr, the oldest pub in Powys and where we used to visit on holidays, staying at the little cottage along the road, in our teens and early twenties.
In those days the pub was the front room of the farm, opening only in the evenings as a pub.
We'd walk there in the mornings with the milk can to collect milk straight from the cows.
Brilliant, but sour by cocoa time.
Now the road is wider and straighter, the pub has three rooms. And the cottage is a three bedroomed house.
We have booked the holiday cottage which is the end of the farm/pub, for a few days later in the year, to repeat some of the walks done many years ago.
The sun's shining, washing on the line, lawns tidy.
I've been to church, home for breakfast and back to NW for the Parish AGM, so the rest of the day - until time to cook the lamb, is my own - garden or clear China from the dining table so that we can eat in there this evening?
This e baying lark needs space!
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