Another Grey Day

For everyone who didn't get the underlying theme of the earlier post.

So back to the weather. This time in Somerset.

Looking across the River Exe towards Exmouth

today under grey skies but dry with a gentle wind

You can almost see the water lapping the main rail line carrying the 

Cornish Express from London to Penzance - almost to Land's End.

This is Starcross near Dawlish where the foot ferry crosses to Exmouth on the other side of the estuary. In the extreme right of the photo you can just see the blue ferryboat waiting at the jetty. £5 adult return. But a bit too windy to risk it today perhaps.

 Aah - this is more like it!

A charming almost perfect olde worlde English pub - is it the last one?

Look at that fireplace. The horse brasses. 

The row of old pewter tankards hanging from the old beam and sigh.

We sat on cushioned benches at this lovely table 

worn to a polish by the elbows of customers down the ages.

Oops just remembered to get a pic of my lunch in time. 

Chicken liver terrine with onion pickle - both home made. 

The landlord proudly lists his local suppliers beside the menus chalked 

on the ubiquitous blackboards.

One of the nicest aspects of this pub - The Butterleigh Inn, in the small hamlet of Butterleigh (rhymes with utterly) close to Tiverton in Devon - is the friendliness of both the local bar staff and the other customers. All greeted us as we entered as did other regulars as they arrived. And yes the first photo shows the back of one of the regulars (quite horsey country round these parts). I want to move here!

Seconded.