"To muse, to creep, to halt at will, to gaze ... such sweet wayfaring" William Wordsworth
I love these country mid-century cafes. They're like little time machines.
I like your turn of phrase Winam.
We sell good foodnot fast foodThat's a sign I like to see.
Yeh isn't great. That day there were quite a lot of city folk in the cafe and boy were they grumbling about the length of service.
Show me a white table-cloth and sparkling silver, and I run a mile.
Oh yes ... me too ... even though I love sparkling silver, shiny crystal and fine dinner plates, even a starched and ironed white linen cloth ... but only at home.