A few from me...
Having succeeded in getting a night off work, i persuaded Sid to take a ride up a day early. The plan was to go via Syco's and then on up to Yorksha for a night camping and a feast at my favourite pub ooop north.
We stayed at a lovely little campsite next to a pub on t'moor.
I dragged Sid round the Manchester ring road to get here and he was asking himself, at the time, 'what the bloody hell are we doing here?'
Well, we came for mixed grill at my fave pub...
This is the mixed grill i judge all other's by and it's not been beaten in over 20 years.
The bar
The early arrivals
Given the temperature on Friday, the barn was the coolest place to be
But it was cooler and more comfortable outside on Saturday
Meanwhile, back in the barn
And back outside
Someone had a gigglefit
And two people turned up on some shiny new WC's. Mr Hooton couldn't take the ribbing and concocted some weird and wonderful story as to why he bottled out of Saturday!!!
Roll on the next one folks...