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Nov. 22nd, 2010 05:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Had lunch at a pub in the Peak District with A. on Saturday, which was very nice; so was wandering around Buxton (where they were having a "Dickensian market" which would have made a Victorian street trader raise an eyebrow right off their forehead; there was a book stall and a cake stall, but nothing else I could ever imagine anyone buying- well, maybe if there was a child who had been bad but you still had to get it a present; you can't get the coal these days), and stopping by woods on a snowy afternoon, I mean stopping to look out from the road up to the Barrel as dusk fell and the mist rose. It was amazing, all mysterious and crepuscular.
(Yes, we did the "Like a pancake?" gag.)
(Yes, we did the "Like a pancake?" gag.)
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