We were there, well eventually, but he wasn't, hopefully, next time he will be. But Henry won't be, not that we were at his pub, well some were, for a short while, apparently he has been banned from his own pub, how can they do that, someone snitched on him, claiming he was actually a cat, how ridiculous. We learnt a lot, when is a pie not a pie, how you can fit your own hip, that there really might be smoked salt. We hardly found time for a misty walk round Beardown, to the leat for tea, up and over Longaford to Littaford and on to Crockern. And as a taster for next week from your leader.
Gem Bridge progress