PEAT LANE

My dearhreart treated me to a belated Birthday Lunch up at the Sportsmans Arms in Wath, best roast beef in Yorkshire by a mile I'v always thought. It was still raining when we came away so I deposited her in the tranquil little Chapel in Bewerley Village, donned the wax jacket & cap & took a few shots of the roads leading out to Nought Moor, who cares about a bit of precipitation when the views so nice! Finished the day visiting my Richard who fell down the pub steps on Christmas Eve and is still in the local Hospital, afraid to say that I doubt he'll return as his dementia has got progressively worse in the couple of weeks he's been away, shame, such a likeable old fellow.