Nosh 'n Natter
I went on an awayday yesterday (July 11th 2007) to meet with a friend half way between Planet Paradise and the Murky Midlands at the picturesque town of Hereford and have more plans afoot now that THIS arrived today.
You’d have expected a person like myself to have taken photos galore but zilch! nada! nothing! Why? Because I felt as if it would have intruded on the whole essence of the occasion but also sometimes personal and indelible memories can be better than photographs.
However, I ‘borrowed’ the following off the web to give some insight as to where we sat nattering in glorious sunshine,(nicer than it looks here) until it was time for the nosh part of it.
The place at which we ate couldn’t have been more perfect. It has a website where you can read all about it here!Being a foodie (read: GLUTTON) I can’t let this go without mentioning the nosh. We chose a different dish each but we shared the both; one being (I forget the correct name) Aubergine, spinach, chickpeas in a mediterranean-y sauce served with rice, the other being a buffalo mozzarella, tomato and pesto salad-all washed down with a rather good bottle of Chilean Merlot and copious amounts of still water. Well, St FGS drank the water, anyway. (Really?)
On leaving we noticed some quotes on a menu stand on each table; we agreed that the following pertained to both our lives..... For those with my background I silently queried the source of the text because is it Malachi 3:10 . This speaks of tithing, but there are links there to counting blessings ....all that pedantic stuff aside, here is that quote:
“Although pain is inevitable; misery is optional. We can either count calamities or blessings.”
I know which I’m counting, for sure.



