Holmes Mill

It's August, but the rain keeps on coming. It was so bad, yesterday, that the Minx decided not to drive up. Much as I enjoy her Fiat 500, it's not a great bad weather car, especially on the motorway.

Instead, she came up this morning and we realised immediately that she'd forgotten to bring the new cupboard handles, which the joiner, Charlie F, is coming to fit tomorrow. 

We discussed our options and the upshot was that she returned to Salford and then we met later on in Clitheroe at Holmes Mill. 

I think we've maybe been here before, maybe with the Minx's mum, actually, but if we did, The Everyman wasn't here then or, more likely, I failed to notice it. 

Anyway, we had a drink in the food hall, which features in today's Blip, and we might have eaten there, too, if they're staff hadn't been so busy: we just sat there with our menus!