Chapel Allerton

There was gossip up the village.

A hot afternoon we ate a small lunch at The Mustard Pot garden. The trees created much welcomed shade for the customers.We overheard a conversation between A young woman (who she?) sat near us with a man smoking nasty smelling cigarettes about new work to be undertaken in the garden. A job interview? Odd such business is usually the domain of the self-styled Lady Mustard!

According to local gossip gleaned at the Fruit Stall. The brewery has booted out Lady M and the young woman( jodie) is the new landlady!

Well I never.

A very hot, sunny day. I went swimming. Mid morning I cut the front garden hedge which was hard work.