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You know, I’ve been thinking about a little retirement cottage, somewhere with a decent pub...

Dang, I wish I’d known! the local agent actually popped around earlier, wanted to do a check I’d been keeping the place in good shape. Asked if he could take a few pictures like when it’s going on the market, just to keep his hand in. He was a bit annoyed I’d taken down the horseshoe above the backdoor, but the thing is I recently met an awfully nice chap walking his dog, Cushy (no idea how he spells it tbh), on the moor, a Mr P S Blossom.

When I invited him down for tea he wouldn’t come in the parlour while it was nailed up. Another local tradition, the area is so colourful – I assume as Mr Blossom is from another village (I think he said he was from beyond the fields I was familiar with, which makes sense as I am not from here originally) – that they don’t like horseshoes there. Certainly they don’t have the feast tradition, when I told him I was to be guest of honour here he said I should instead have a picnic with him and Cushy in the standing stones further along the moor. 

Anyway, if I’d realised you’d an interest in a nice coottage near a pub I could have asked the agent chappy if there was anything suitable available here as the village has a great little pub/bed and breakfast. Miss Bean’s family have had it from years, they came from Scotland originally. She still does a meat platter to the recipe created by one of her ancestors with a bad leg (or so I assume, she talked about her ancestor Bean with a “Sore Knee” I think it was. Very popular with the local backpackers, who get so enthusiastic leaving reviews they often leave their phones and whatever other clothes and kit they can’t be bothered taking with them too. Honestly, wonderful place to live!

A picnic sounds lovely, among the standing stones. I think I need to reach out to your agent chappy!