On the left is the Johnaitch, on the right is the Aledaitch, and in the middle is beer. The pub was our now favourite (we've been twice) Bay Horse, in the village of Bromyard in Herefordshire. It does good food, good drink, and as I'm sure my father will testify to, the marvellous Dawn is as friendly as ever. Although I have to admit, watching my father flirt at his age is not only embarrassing, but unnecessary.
I am now very very pooped, and am returning to bed for an hour.
