Sunday, March 20, 2005

Sunday Lunch

It's funny how after more than two years together we are still discovering things about each other.

Today I discovered that suggesting we go out for Sunday lunch is akin to announcing that there'll be an extra Christmas this year just for Hayley. Her eyes lit up and grew to the size of saucers. Then she actually rubbed her hands together completely involuntarily in anticipation like a little girl. "Ooooo roasties! I'm going to have Yorkshire pudding and all the trimmings!" And she hadn't yet got out of bed. After this display I felt rather ashamed that I hadn't suggested this simple pleasure before. We are regulars at our local Indian Restaurant but country pubs usually only see us in cycling gear sneaking into the toilet before leaving without buying a drink, let alone lunch. (OK, we do sometimes stretch to a drink if we have time.)

For the record, the Hare and Hounds at Werneth Low had a mix of smoking and non-smoking rooms and a menu that was both extensive and appetizing. We had 5 courses: an appetizer, starter, main, dessert and coffee.

The rest of the afternoon was spent immobile, slumbering in front of the TV. This evening's meal? A bowl of breakfast cereal each.