I’m rather partial to a farm shop, although as the saying
goes, I couldn’t eat a whole one. Some
of them are even attached to farms, but quite how much produce actually makes
it from the farm to the shop is anyone’s guess.
Of course there’s a premium to pay, although farm shop devotees will
tell you that if you buy better quality food you end up eating less of it,
which evens things out.
The Allington Farm Shop happens to be my mum’s favourite
farm shop. I say favourite, it’s actually the only one she ever goes to and to
the best of my knowledge she only has two others to compare it with.
When Howard first mentioned calling at the Allington Farm
Shop, an idea instantly began to form in my mind whereby I could combine the
club ride with my Mother’s Day obligations by getting her to meet me there. Just as quickly though I dismissed the notion, which
was clearly ridiculous, not least because she's 82 years of age and hasn't ridden for years.
Arriving at the Allington Farm Shop after a very lively ride
we were greeted by Howard and Clive. Al fresco we enjoyed our coffees and for a
couple of us, a satisfying, generous wedge of moist apple and cider bread
pudding, without an apple orchard or cider press in sight.
Garmins were very much the topic of conversation with most
of the technical jargon sailing blissfully over the top of my rapidly thinning
thatch. I did manage to make a mental note of a few buzz words which when I get mine will hopefully help me to blag it.
Remounting, it was a pleasure not to have to put soggy
clothing back on. With the unique sense of freedom which always accompanies the
first ride of the year in a pair of cycling shorts, we set off for home in much
the same vain as before.
Garmin reference: http://connect.garmin.com/course/6056491
Garmin reference: http://connect.garmin.com/course/6056491
Nice blog especially the words, "lively ride".
ReplyDeleteI'm still recovering.
cheers
mal