Jude and I have just returned from a week in Littondale in the Yorkshire Dales. Saturday, April 13th was a special (70th) birthday for yours truly and we’d booked a large cottage for a families to come and stay. I’d invited several of my old golfing and running mates (and their wives of course) to help me celebrate and they booked into the pubs nearby.
With, not one, but two barrels of hand pulled real ales available and copious amounts of delicious food prepared by Jude, a great day was had by all. On the Sunday, to blow away the cobwebs, quite a few of us went for a stroll along the valley, initially down the (very quiet) road to Arncliffe, then back along the riverside to Litton. My brother, Steve’s dog, Loki, and our “puppy”, Tomos, (I still can’t believe he’s not even 10 months old yet) had a wonderful time.
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