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Wet and blustery kilometres this morning. Cousin H visiting allowed me some respite from my normally time restricted morning exercise. I decided to treat myself to a warm drink/cake after 60k which I had worked out to be a small trail side cafe near Braunton, it wasn’t open till 11 o’clock so onward to Fremington quay……with my little brain visualising the treats further up the trail I sped along happily. Yes you guessed…. it was closed, apparently the chef was either ill or on holiday?
To my rescue came the Sandhills cafe at Yelland where a warm dink and a cookie were efficiently purchased, rapidly downed and a nifty return home was guaranteed.
Soggy shoes now stuffed with newspaper and a rack full of washing drying in the middle room.