A rainy Saturday

I looked out of the window on Saturday morning and the rain was coming down in great sheets across the valley , the sky was ashen grey and the whole house felt a lot colder.

Dave was unwell and had picked up a bit of a bug. Normally this would not have held him back but his immunity is not as good as it should be and he laid on the sofa for most of the morning in front of the fire . After a light lunch , Dave and I decided that we would head off to Hebden Bridge which is a small mill town located just over the moors from ourselves. I purchased some hooks to hang clothing from over the wood burner and we went for a cup of tea in the famous “waterwheel” cafe

Dave just had a cup of tea and I joined him but had a small bun
Dave was fascinated as just outside is a river and the cafe owner has made the most of it as the cafe has a archimedes screw which is computer controlled.

Dave also noticed the picture on the wall of a skeleton playing the harp and just had to get a photo of it as he found it highly amusing