Got home from Bristol absolutely dripping this evening, we had been at the cricket and it got rained off (torrential rain) but the soaking came from waiting in the queue for the Park and Ride for twenty minutes. My goodness did I get wet, I now have rucksack, hat, shoes and other stuff all drying around the house! It is a long time since I have been that wet. The cricket was underwhelming only forty odd overs. It remains a mystery that cricket  a game for warm dry climates was developed in this country with its frequent weather systems coming across from the Atlantic!

A shower and a steaming mug of tea with wonderful home made flapjack soon restores your well being! As I was sipping my tea a distant memory came drifting back- of it was coming off the Pennine hill wet and cold and visiting the cafe at Horton in Ribblesdale. Their pint mugs of tea were legendary!