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It’s where the heart is, and I think I really must have settled in here. This weekend Tanya (my girlfriend) had her mates up from London to enjoy the easy pace of village life and my cooking. All combined with big walks and bottles and bottles of wine. Saturday was classically autumnal ie. chucking it down with rain and very windy. The Londoners were determined to face the weather so they set off to Hebden Bridge via Stairs Lane.
Unfortunately this meant rather than slouching on the sofa for the afternoon I was obliged to go ride my bike (following up behind them to make sure they’d gone the right way). Arriving in Hebden Bridge we warmed ourselves with Leffe and whiskey before heading home.
Sunday was the opposite end of the weather world. Short sleeve jerseys and if it wasn’t for the squishy nature of the ground I’d have sworn it was Summer. Crystal clear blue skies and butterflies! Back to Oxenhope for the traditional dish of chilli with Yorkshire Puddings, a couple of beers and then home to weigh down the sofa for the evening. Ahhhhhh…
