A really beautiful Sunday morning, and to remind ourselves what day of the week it was we had eggs for breakfast, scrambled on a Staffordshire oatcakes! We headed off along a footpath over the fields, and looking back got a great view of Briar Rose on the moorings, with Mow Cop castle up on top of the hill beyond.
We were heading for the National Trust property, Little Moreton Hall. We were both convinced it opened at 10, but when we got there we found it was actually 10.30 so we had more than 15 minutes to wait. It meant that when we did get in, there were very few people about.
The whole place is wonky, because of the way the timber frame has moved over the years. Lots of the rooms upstairs have undulating floors (one drops by as much as 1 in 8) which look much more dramatic in real life than they do in photos. There’s a fireplace which looks at an angle but is actually level — it’s just that the rest of the room around it is on the skew.
We had tea and rather disappointing lemon drizzle cake at the cafe, and had a look round the gardens. The ducks that live in the moat are almost tame, and come and sit under the tables remanding crumbs.
Back at the boat we had lunch and then did exciting things including my tax return (Adrian did his yesterday). Later, as I still needed steps, I walked along the canal northwards, passing a couple of fields of highland cattle.
I took a footpath by Bridge 81 across some fields of sheep, chickens, and horses, and returned to what I expected to be the next bridge. It turned out to be the Watery Lane Aqueduct. I also saw the Heritage Marina day boat being towed back to base.
It’s been a very nice relaxed day.
0 miles, 0 locks. (6 miles, 1 lock)
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