Uphilldowndale

Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Lunch at Sharpham Vineyard

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Following on from yesterdays post, the very tasty  set lunch for ten.

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Special thanks to Mrs Ogg for driving us in comfort, through the narrow Devon lanes

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lanes which are (understandably) currently chocked with agricultural machinery, whilst the farmers make hay and gather in crops whilst the sun shines, they’ve no time for leisurely lunches.

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May I say thank you farmers for what we eat.

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Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

5 thoughts on “Lunch at Sharpham Vineyard

  1. Gosh. I can just feel being there. Wish I was. So very simple and elegant.

  2. Gosh, that looks tasty!

  3. That all looks rather good! I presume that you enjoyed it, and managed to keep Spud away from the bread! xx

  4. Oh excellent cheese . . . and here I am, hours from lunch.

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