The best laid plans of rodents and men … A pint is not really just a pint!

       Today was a day that we didn't do what we had planned, but we had a great time anyway. We got up at 0830, skipped breakfast at the hotel, had hot (actually cold) cross buns without butter, on the way to Paul and Emma's house.

Mom dropped off Jack to hang with Jack Langstaff, while she went to look for an extra suitcase to pack stuff in. Jack and Jackal had a great time, hanging with each other. The great huge Chinese van was loaded up with Paul and Emma, and Paul and Emma, and Jack, and Jack, and Eve!. The Van departed Paul and Emma's around 1145, and Paul driving the back roads with reckless abandon, made it to the Stone Trough Inn at about 1215.

Everybody was there, except for Dru, Kay and Len, who got caught in traffic on the A64, due to the MIddleton Point to Point race. It is sort of like a steeple chase.

At 1300, Dru was the last one there. She had a pint of beer called Landlord. A pint of beer is big!  Twenty Ounces (20 oz), not Sixteen like in the USA.   Jack and Jack were drinking shandies!!!  We ordered; Jack and Jackal had fish and chips, Jack A with mushy peas, and Jack L with non mushy peas. Len and Dru had roast pork with Yorkshire pudding, Emma and Paul and Eve had roast beef with Yorkshire pudding, and Mrs. Kay had a curry dish. 

We all had a good time, even though Paul wasn't feeling well due to a dodgy sausage he had eaten in Whitby the day before. For dessert, we had Sticky Toffee pudding with toffee pudding and ice cream! We all drove back to Mrs. Kay's and had coffee and tea and biscuits.

Then it was time to go, hugs, and tears and see you soons all around, and we left to go to the hotel to pack up. Mrs. Kay stopped by to drop off some more sweets and chatted a little bit.